how powerful must he be to stand and smile at the morning sun each day , to serve his king , to have the courage to show her what he just did , seeing his own daughter destroyed , knowing he had to show her , to show her everything , to heal her and guide her and choose to heal others when all he wanted was to be healed himself of his own personal , freakish nightmare , to be freed from that demonic grip , that appalling , unforgettable vision ...