Slave to a masterful manipulator, Avei wrestled with the strings her abuser pulled on her. This existence was putrid, so laced with his hold over her mind. She could not understand this influence he had over her. She had made his world her own; and though she tried to break free, everywhere she looked was a constant reminder of him. She wondered if he was right- no one would have her now. In a desperate plea, she turned to the shadowed faces of the lovers of this beast. And with a twisted grin, they mocked the dove in their midst.