I allowed you into my abode.

I trusted you.

You sat down comfortably and enjoyed the finest delicacies that I had laid before you.

My soul sang for joy in your presence.

I was finally at home with my kindred spirit, so I thought.

I closed my eyes in bliss and lay my head on your shoulder in sweet and trusting abandon.

You pounced on me and laid my land desolate.

I am now rebuilding the ruins of my fortified city.

When I finish restoring my soul, I will hunt you down.

I will recover and bring back all my treasures that you took as spoil.