heart shaped box

the other boys. they try. and from time to time, i’m sure they’ll be let in. they concern me not, though. they are pretty and young and can wield quicksilver. but i fit inside a place they cannot. i know the map and i have learned the language. it was parvati who took pity on me once and fell in love. she taught me a song that you can sing forever and it will sound different each time it’s played. then she tore apart the cage where my heart was once kept. so i am free now. yet i have no where to go. except 3000 light years from home where my words carry my heart. a caravan to bring you spices from the east and magic from the west. and a heart shaped box. which you can open when you need.

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