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.