A Scheme Within a Scheme: The Concubine Slave

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Moonlight, that same cold, lonely moonlight!

Even now, I still remember the night that changed my life forever. Beneath the same moonlight, the man I once called my father took my mother away from me and sent me to hell.

It was also beneath this moonlight that I thought I had escaped hell. Everything seemed so wonderful that I even forgot how ugly and filthy I was. When that person came walking through the moonlight, I was so blind that I began to dream of happiness, foolishly hoping I could hold on to the happiness I found by his side.

Tonight, the same desolate, chilly moonlight bears witness to the shattering of my beautiful dream. A reflection in the water is not something I could ever hope to possess. How could someone as lowly as me deserve happiness? My longing for happiness has only plunged me into an eternity of misery. This time, I know I will never come back to life!

I have lived in hell all my life, naively believing I had already reached its lowest depths, that nothing could be more terrible. Who knew I would keep falling, lower and lower? This illusory salvation was only meant to cast me into an even deeper pit. Just how many levels does this hell have? Is death the only way to reach the end? Is death the only thing that can grant me the peace I have spent my whole life begging for? Is eternal sleep the only way to escape this heart-rending pain, this endless nightmare?

Moonlight has draped the shadow of death over me. I, rotting away in hell, am about to find my humble happiness. From now on, no one will ever be able to hurt me again. Free from every wound: no more love, and no more pain!

O moon! Gently, ever so gently, take me home!

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