I know you're in pain. I can feel it. I can also feel your... distrust. I move my hand down his back. Why are you still worrying? I gave you the choice to let me in and you let me in. You are in so much pain, but I can fix the pain. I can heal your wounds. I can keep you safe.

"Follow everywhere I go top over mountain or valley low." I whisper in his ears.

Yet... why do I feel something more in him? I feel something in his heart. Regret and worry. Things I hate. I have to tighten my hold on him. I move my hand to tighten the strings. You should not feel these agonizing emotions. They plague you. They rot your mind. They make you lose it.

Just trust me. Let your mind weaken. Let me take over. You will be safe. Safe from harm. Safe from the world. I turn back to him. He's fighting me. He's questioning the paradise I have given him. I look around. It is good I have him under the spell. 

I move my hand down the trees. They are corrupt. Blood rots in their roots. Blood stains the ground. Blood has soaked in for centuries. The trees breath sickness and decay. This forest has been cursed forever.  He does not see the cursed land he walks on, and I intend to keep it that way.