He came about from fevered dreams, barring a cross and a mouth full of steam, I believed his lies, I allowed him in, I gave him a home, I laid with him in sin, he dragged me in, the debauchery that arose from the unison of us was quite a site, blood and decay, salt and rust, but then one day he was gone, and I was the one who reaped what he had sewn within in my gut, for I bore that demonic man a son, who now lords over me with a tongue made of fire, that devil Jacob Rhime, I caught him, but let him go…