A Knight of No Mercy

Ben, I see you as a British knight who boundaries Edinburgh witches.  Their coven is strong, but you are stronger.  Your confidence to play the first NFL game against the Swedish witchcraft of The MN Vikings, in London, was very brave.  I feel that your two Superbowl rings are not enough.  You NEED more.  Take my year of torture, very publicly, in Glasgow, Scotland, at their engineering school, by Kenny (Alison Smythe's boyfriend/ she was the head of The Edinburgh coven before her demise) of The IRA.  I learned to be a host to their wellness and defeat them on review.  Who knew that I earned my engineering PhD's there, in all disciplines, in a worldly forgotten year, at the age of 18, while under a set torture regimen.  My painful screams were not uttered until I spoke on a phone line (landline) days after my release, in Montrose, Scotland (off the rail line).  See Interpol records for the negotiations that brought that to be.  It still chains me today.  Maybe THAT is where you will "buy" my perfect birthday gift for tomorrow.  Well, for you, I am a lady.  You are to be a form that you will begin to see.  No cracks in your walls, but a mote that spans eternity.  Privacy is essential, and violence at the demonic will be very public.  It only has to be a laugh, a smirk, or a word that begins your vigilant protection of my dignity, feelings, and emotional and psychic intelligence.  Sometimes I will let you do what you wish without me, but, at times, I will verbalize against their heresy as you do exactly what your upbringing taught you to be.  No mercy, and forever you shall be free.