Of Cold Scales and Hot Flames…

Prologue.

1, 2, 3, 4, you have to turn off the light before I can find you; 5, 6, 7 and 8, your wish materializes like the flames that heat the cell; 9, 10, 11 and 12, even if you escape I will be able to find you, since a little slave like you can only serve a master like me…

Show me once again that you are strong, that you will not die and that you do not live simply because you are breathing, little doll; A scale of mine covers half of your body, and no matter how much you try to close your eyes and disappear, you are chained to my bed…

There is no way for you to get out alive somewhere else, there is no reason enough for your body to stop being honest with me, you can try, but my heart will not fall in love with you, it will not feel pity for you and will never choose you to have my offspring, you are only a slave, one who has a particular Gift to entertain me…

Like a pet, you are the human that I usually laugh at in front of others; Everyone knows how I tame you, everyone has heard your screams and pleas, but no one will help you because everyone wants to taste your flesh and see how good you are that even the flames have not consumed you…

Everyone wants to know, but I have the power to let you live or give you to others to devour you day or night, come on little slave, give me a reason to keep you chained to my bed for 40 days and 40 nights, but if you run away again trying to hide in a small crack, my kindness with you will be gone for good and the punishment will be 100 times more painful than all the previous ones…

You can walk on needles or you will sleep in the cave of scorpions, if you close your eyes they will sting you, if you stay awake they will sleep because they only listen to the dragon in me and your word as a human has no value if you are not my partner…

Tick tock, tick tock, your time is up And it's a shame, because I really liked the show from start to finish... my heart is still cold and hasn't chosen you, so you're no longer useful to me as a pet, but I don't like giving my belongings to charity either...

¿What should I do with you? You're in the middle, just before reaching the heart, there you are, you stir up desire in me, but you don't wake up from the dream from which you could wake up and look closely at the reality we've become...

Just wake up, open your eyes and look at reality, don't dive into the dream of not waking up, come back to me

RIGHT NOW... I NEED YOU...

If you roll blindfolded into the abyss and fall with a thud into reality, I'll take the shackle off your feet, but I won't let you out of the cage because you belong to me in this and in all realities:

YOU'RE FUCKING MINE!!!