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| − | + | This Keeper has certainly seen better days. Her ears are cut halfway off in the same spot - suggesting narrowly avoided decapitation, a gauze on the left cheek, and often wearing bandages that coat her forearms to the tips of her fingers. Rarely is her skin seen in this area - but when it is, it's quite clear that she wears them to hide some - to her - gruesome scars. As if one had struck lightning through each and every one of her fingers down to her elbow, to be precise. | |
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D e i t r a l a
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Do you ever feel the sting in your mind that tells you you're doing something wrong?
That one day, you'll receive some sort of divine judgement - something indescribably awful will happen to you.
Because you made one mistake. Because you have one flaw.
You're imperfect, and you can't help it. And yet, you try.
You try. You try, try, and try again - but it never works, does it?
You'll have to take a different approach.
If you don't, you'll wither away. You're faced with a decision.
Change is good. Some would argue that you should never change.
... But it's different when you never get it right. When you're not happy. When you just want to help.
Sometimes, you need to take your fate in your own hands. Only you can truly do that.
Don't be like me.
Live.
The letter is unsigned...
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First ImpressionThis Keeper has certainly seen better days. Her ears are cut halfway off in the same spot - suggesting narrowly avoided decapitation, a gauze on the left cheek, and often wearing bandages that coat her forearms to the tips of her fingers. Rarely is her skin seen in this area - but when it is, it's quite clear that she wears them to hide some - to her - gruesome scars. As if one had struck lightning through each and every one of her fingers down to her elbow, to be precise.
