my rightfully vindictive little girl , with her cocktail of arctic-cold and hellfire-heat , with her chill of apathy and calculated insults spoken so coolly and calmly , interspersed with her fiery fits of pure rage i had been told for three years leading up to the fall and mine and johns escape that she was a satanic heathen who commanded the love of the lord of all darknesss right-hand , adam elohimson .