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PATRICK:
No lights shine from these curtained windows.
Clouds obscure the moon in the sky.
There they lie, unaware of these watchful eyes.

JACOB:
A childhood killed before it began.
A royal family left with just one son.
What has this act of violence created?

P: The axe has fallen, just two strikes.
The future holds so much.
I've tasted blood, I've taken life.
It's mine.

J: Footsteps down a frozen hallway. A sick noise shakes a child awake. Ceiling leaks red rain. Crawls out into an evil realm. From the threshold, sharpened metal silver hiding behind maroon blinds young eyes.

P: As blood fills their mouths, I rise.

P: What's this? You survived all? You remain far too small. Forget your parent's fall. Orphaned too young to recall.

J: So scared, crawl upstairs to where my nightmares breed, find my parents dead, love is dead. The Night's moon as bright as his axe that night.

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from The Family Portrait: 3D, released February 23, 2018

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