4 Pure Joy - Old Lady POV

"Ahhh how great it feels to be so wise, the children and their cries of anguish, the poor and their crippling illnesses, oh and the birds, it is simply wonderful seeing the crows feast on the farmer's last crops."

"For many years I have "helped" the sweet little ones who would grow up to be strong or beautiful. Truth be told, It gives me such delight when I see their faces break in sorrow, after all who wouldn't be sad when seeing their dear mother sell them away. In fact I'm quite looking forward to seeing her reaction, Mary, surely she'll fetch a high price especially her eyes, their radiance is comparable to the stories of those Kurta eyes."

"Yet something about the child makes me feel uneasy, it's as though the child knows of my intentions. Although of course there is no way she could, my acting skills have been honed to such a high degree over the years, that no child could ever discover my true intentions. Plus even if the brat did find out she couldn't do anything against me. She is far too weak to even touch me. In fact, the only one that was even able to even hurt me a little was that boy with green eyes and gray hair I sold back when I was in my prime. I doubt he even remembers me by now, even when I nurtured him he had such a deep fascination with nature that he rarely even paid attention to me, or so I thought."

"It was so delightful getting to see his face when he brought me that small dead dog with tears in his eyes, and again, when those same tears flowed like a waterfall when I finally found somebody to sell him away to. Such great memories."

"Regardless of the past, I need to be more careful now. For starters, I should be sure to not irritate my benefactor, especially considering how last time he nearly broke my arm. Though I'm not quite sure why he snapped like that, if he's in this kind of work he should have more patience. In fact, it's only the outrageous sums of money those children are worth that makes this demanding job worth it. That and their reactions when their sweet little hearts break, of course. Now on to more pressing matters, what should I do with that brat? She almost killed herself in the river of steel, so I believe a little punishment is in order. Should it be a beating?! Or maybe I should starve her! Or, or! I could lock her in the cellar! Yes that'll do nicely, that room is perfect for a doll like her. A child that's doomed to be imprisoned and defiled for life."