i woke up to fourteen swans screaming "off with his head!!!" i stumbled out of bed
into the hall where elephants trampled about, i started to speak but i had to shout
i saw my father swallow a sword and then smile and point towards the door
"there is a wolf out there in a sheep skin suit, he says he's got a deal for you" i quote
"the question is never to open or not, but how bad do you want the deal that he's got?"
i spit out some teeth, i collected my thoughts,
i gathered my clothes, i answered the knock
right there he was, the great beast of this plot
he stood on my heart, my faith started to rot
"could i borrow your body" he started to say, "i swear i'll return it by the end of the day"
"or maybe your soul, that too would do, one of the two, i must borrow from you"
i turned to my father now covered in flames juggling six pictures along with the frames
"father oh God what should i do? which choice should i make? which words are true?"
the wolf licked at my face, i started to cry
i struggled to breathe, i thought i would die
the wolf just laughed, the tradesman of lies
i took out my pistol, shot two in his eyes
my father, now walking along the ceiling, shrugged and sighed, i lost all feeling
i yelled "father! father! my pistol has taken it's life, am i now free to live as i'd like?
the swans then walked out from my bedroom and carried the wolf off to it's tomb
"i wonder" my father started to say "if you really even want to live that way"
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Submission Name: grace, the truth you have found 
