"We are here." The moon had know rose high into the sky and was kissing the young child with her light. The man picked up her bags and truck and took them into the house. Ophelia remained in the buggy for a bit. Why was she here? What was the purpose for all of this? She knew that something great was about to happen but she had no idea of what extent it would.

"My dear my dear." The man with the gray eyes was standing in the door, "how long i have waited to see you my child."

"But your not my father, are you?" Ophelia felt the truth suddenly rise up into her from her toes, to her head. A glance at the man seemed to bring up all of it. The past, the present, and some bit of the future, yet to vauge to be made out as future.

"So you are the great Jullian, my father," she said stepping out of the buggy and over to the door. "And you are so much more than that."

"My dear, why shall we bother with these little things. You are my daughter, my first. There is so much i wish to ask you."

"So Jullian, are you going to tell her the truth or are you going to leave the poor girl in a darkness. Well, you will be giving her a new one by telling her i guess. Lose lose situation if you ask me." The whore was leaning against a tree, her red dress flowing in the wind.

"Shut up you whore of Babylon. You are one of my sadest choices. Leave me. I will summon you when i wish to waste my time with flesh again. Leave," The whore was offened. She vanished into a cloud of smoke like she had before.

"Father, do you really need to indulge that bad. Do you really need to be this sorrowful about things. I am here now, and we will rule i feel. But you must first admit what you are to me?"

"Your power is great allready, with very little training." The man walked out into the moon light with his daughter. "My dear, i am Juliina, the..."

(out of story) someone take over from right were i left off, it will be great.