[“Tyrants … are gathered together with sex workers, seemingly part of an increasing crowd of loveless figures.” – Judith Butler]
I love the people I force to obey me. Don’t I? And the whores in my dungeon – when they call me “your lordship” and plead for their lives, they – they say they love me, too.
There is a ceremony in the temple, once each year, where I am symbolically killed and rise again as their loving savior. A form of this drama is acted out in the dungeons too, but without love, and the deaths are real.
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