Helena

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Tell me Helena, how does one know of your presence? How does one seek out revenge by your name and your daughter's name and your daughter's daughter's name? How can you expect to repay this dept of life that's been growing throughout the years?
Oh you can't?
Well then take my hand
Make the trade
An eye for an eye,
A soul for a soul,
A life's debt repaid for a servant of five years.
It's a bargain really, I'm letting you off easy, with all the trouble you've caused my family both born and still unborn.
Let me deal with the storm, while you safely slave away in my house, at my feet, day after day, freedom is only five years away.

Take my hand, I'll lead you through,
After all we can both agree,
I'm tougher than you.

She shook his hand, she slaved away, and reminded herself the same thing day after day, freedom is only five years away.

I've dealt with the storm, it was easy you see, I have such experience, you're lucky to have me. You deserve me you'll see.

A year had gone by she gave it her best, she thought that by now she could at least have a rest, but her plea was denied, ignored quite in fact, but she knew of her trade and she continued to slave. Saying silently everyday, freedom is only four more years away.

It's been a whole year, it wasn't that bad, you laid at my feet did all that I asked, it will be so much better as the years go by, you'll love it you'll see.

Another year had soon passed, she only had but three more years left, three more years till she could finally be free, to soon see her mother, her father, her aunt, and her lover again too, she missed him the most, and so every day she said in dismay, freedom is only three more years away.

You don't have a lover, not now, anymore, he's left you for someone much greater you see, and your mother and father they both moved, gave up on their search to find you again, they grow old and alone on a beach house instead, and your aunt, best friend, she is gone too, drank to a waste when she couldn't find you. If you don't want to leave you can stay here forever.

She wouldn't believe all the things that he said, her lover was waiting, and her parents never left, and she just knew her aunt wasn't dead. Her mind at a loss, her grief covered up so she said the same thing she's said every day, freedom is only two more years Away.

You know that I love you, and I know you do too, stay here with me and you simply can't loose. So stay with me.

She never loved him she just couldn't even picture them two together, there is no way she'd stay not when she's this close, just one year and a day, so silently she spoke to herself, freedom is only one more year away

I love you
Please stay
You're just so beautiful this way
You lay at my feet and do as your told
If that isn't love, I don't know love at all. You say it's just lust, infatuation with me. I know that you're wrong, and you'll love me you'll see.

It was the end of the contract, her five years were up, she packed up her stuff and soon she'd be off. The things that she told herself everyday had helped her get through her slaving away, freedom wasn't but one more day away

Come back! I love you, just stay, I promise you won't slave away one more day, the contract is up but stay here with me, I'm old and I'm lonely, I need someone with me.

She sent a whisper of a kiss so soft on his cheek, thanked him for the help, then went on her way, she soon found her lover, still faithful to her, and her mother and father were at home still, her aunt was alive not a drop of liquor near her tongue, it was as if she never left. Curiosity got the best of her as she peered right outside, the storm was still there spraying words so unkind. She thought for awhile that the whole thing was a dream but the calluses on her hands said otherwise.

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