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She is the puppeteer. Controlling the fate of those around her with her appeal. They come from far and wide to donate their services. Slitting her wrists and laying a bloody road to her door. Fellow rejects come wandering to help their hurt kin finding themselves caught in a intricate web of lies and charades. Lions come running to take advantage of a weak meal of tender flesh only to find much too late that they are the prey of a greater beast then themselves.



Sharp fangs and a wit to match, She does not falter. Her strings never tangle. In all her years of creating her empire she has only lost one.



5 years in the making a free thinker finally broke the bonds of an assumed kinship. After ruining the lives of many rebellious others by enacting the whims of a master corrupt, A single enlightened being rose from the ever increasing rubble of the City of Dolls. The only blessing to ever be bestowed in the kingdom of blind sinners was that of sight to the most prized of the web weaver.



The smell of blood still drifts in the night air and the weak still come flooding into the city. The puppeteer still plays her games with her dolls like a child in their own creation as the one 'blessed' with sight looks on, Wishing for nothing more then to share their gift with those who need it most.

But how do you explain what color is to those that have never even seen the world before?



"Tell me mistress does life get lonely in your tower that you built with the bones of your love?

Tell me, When you see the blood of others do you weep or just wade threw it?

Tell me, Did you notice when you lost that loyalty or did you just replace it?

The cold queen of the unknowing, Using her words to entangle her victims in a noose of debt, Vow your love or pay with your life. "