The Moon Is My Ship

I was kidnapped alongside my daughter, and we were sold to a circus troupe touring the entire country.

Rebecca, my daughter, had her limbs cut off, and she was stuffed into a vase to be admired and toyed with.

I had my spine smashed and trained like an animal with no free will.

When my wife and mother finally saved me, the lower half of my body was ruined, and Rebecca had died from the torture.

My mother had bawled as she held me tightly, and her black hair turned white overnight.