Got it.

Thanks.

Please forgive my hesitation.

I am still deficient.

In what, I do not know.

But I lie:

My courage has failed me…

My courage to see a better world…

My courage to have a daughter who smiles at a new world built atop the smoldering ashes of those who truly deserved it.

But then, I know that inculcating within HER courage & love will prevent cruelty from infesting–but even then, my courage still fails.

What is it that I truly fear–?

Becoming the only Monster, in my daughter's world?

But at the same time, I feel or imagine feeling a certain joy as she tearfully drives a stake through my heart, vanquishing in her world, at least, all traces, all possibility, for evil to rise up once again.

But even so, I still lack the courage…