The island that he brought me to was very tropical and beautiful. The trees were thick and bright green and I just knew that there were plenty of terrifying insects. After we had landed, we walked together until we reached the only home, I assume on this entire island. The house was beautiful and a thing of modern technique. The exterior was black where there were walls, but most of it was made from glass and you could see clearly into the home. The interior had a biophilic design and everything was integrated with nature. It was definitely a breath of fresh air.  I lay on the bed, in bodily pain that was a reminder of what had happened last night after we had dinner. It had been painful for the most part, especially at the beginning until pleasure took over and I had begun to enjoy it. I didn’t want to but my body had a mind of its own.  

 “No, no, please!” I screamed in laughter as I tried to get away from Octavious as he chased me along the beach with a crab in his hands.  “I thought you loved seafood!” He chuckled behind me as he started to catch up.  I screamed, “yeah, when it’s not alive!” I felt Octavious fingers wrap around my wrist and I screamed, flapping my hands at him while he was laughing. He brought the crab close to my face and I tried to run but he caught me.  He stopped when he couldn’t control his boisterous laughter at the look of fear on my face. “It’s not funny,” I grumbled before I joined him in his laughter, both of his bending over, trying to catch our breaths from running and laughing. 

 “Octavious…” I moaned out in a voice thick of sleep as I searched around the massive bed for Octavious. I wanted him to prepare some breakfast for me because I didn’t feel like getting out of bed for the next lifetime. He had worked me over time yesterday, not from sex, but from the gun. My fingers were tired to the bone and there was a constant ringing in my ears that Octavious told me that I’d soon get used to.  I opened my eyes when I couldn’t feel the presence of Octavious’ body next to mine or anywhere close. “Octavious?” I called out, looking around the room and half expecting him to emerge from the bathroom after an early morning shower. But I was greeted with silence and I furrowed my eyebrows in distaste because that meant I had to get out of bed.  

 “Receive the Lord’s blessing. The Lord bless you and watch over you. The Lord make his face shine upon you, and be gracious to you. The Lord look kindly on you and give you peace; In the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.” “Amen,” Octavious and I chimed in.  If you had told me that I would bury my entire family, I guess I might have believed you. I was the youngest and I would’ve thought you meant over the course of 70 or 80 years, but never in one day. I would have never thought that I was going to bury my entire family in one day.  I covered my mouth with my hand, trying to hold back the sobs as my father’s casket was the first to be lowered into the ground. I know I said that I hate

 What was about to occur would be the first of plenty more nights like these- where the nation of Matlock will look on proudly at its female leader. A moment where the nation’s heart will be put at rest, at the knowledge that they too, like may other’s had a mother. Centuries down the line, various women will have stood behind the lone empty podium where dozens of cameras faced. They would each repeat the very words said on this night because no better speech had been given to reassure the people.  Though the time would be very different and perhaps there would spaceships and flying cars, or the world will be in ruins after humans have destroyed themselves…the speech and its effects would remain the same. All because one young women was dared promised to her godfather, the legacy that she creates and leaves behind for her future generations is one that can