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note of warning: the storyline present here has been carried over from pictures prevous.

the spell edeana had been meditating over for so long
was one that could conjure forth a keeper of keys.
the keeper was a magical creature that held in
its hands a key that could could open various locks forged of
dark magic. there was one component missing though....
the only component that edeana could not forge of the raw elements about her
barren room. the component was the tears of one who has been broken by love.....
edeana put her ear to the drainage pipes and listened close for the sounds of the bride....
her cruel words had been laced with a special kind of magic and now it was time to see if the arrow of truth had hit home.....
she heard the bride say, "he isn't coming to get me.....he's never coming for me...i've...i've....wasted....so much time...and all the while.....he had no
intentions of coming for me at all...."
upon uttering those last words, edeana heard the sound she was waiting for....the sounds of sobbing....
she began to utter her incantation, pulling all the energy that had been welling up around her all these long years.
her heart raced as if it might burst and just as she thought she might faint from the exertion,
the spell pushed out of her with a force that knocked her to the floor.
it took a form as a shifting mist and slid through the bars of the cage with ease.
it turned to the cage's lock and examined it.
"you are only half a creature," edeana managed to say, picking herself off the floor,
"you must go forth to the one who weeps, for i've broken her precious heart just for you.
find her and you will have the last component....and then you will come back and set me free."
the mist paused, listening to the sounds all around it. when it pinpointed its prey it moved fast as the wind....
down the hallway and through a corridor, down the bride's hall it made its way.
suddenly it beheld that which it thirsted for: a puddle of tears pushed out from beneath the bride's door, pooling in the hallway in a circle of salt sweetness.
the creature bent to lap at the sparkling liquid and with each sip it grew more and more solid in form....until finally, it stood whole and breathing, in its true
feminine form. from an unseen pocket she pulled a small bottle and splashed tears into its belly till it was filled to the brim.
she tucked the bottle away and reached for the doorknob before her. it turned with ease. the bride looked at her, seeming puzzled and lost. everything around her was wet with her tears and her mind seemed ablaze with riveting confustion. the keeper of the key eyed the teary girl and then softly spoke, "i am mallick, the keeper of key, and i've orders to bring you out of this room."
persephone eyed the figure before her suspiciously, her gaze drawn to the gold thread about the girls wrists.
"who has sent you for me?" she questioned mallick, her voice seeming far away.
"the one you call edeana is my master now.....and we must be quick, for i still have yet to let her out of her cage," mallick answered.
the bride was a bit dazed and slightly confused by all this, but found herself being pulled by an exasperated pixie-creature with strange and unsettling eyes.

Description
note of warning: the storyline present here has been carried over from pictures prevous.

the spell edeana had been meditating over for so long
was one that could conjure forth a keeper of keys.
the keeper was a magical creature that held in
its hands a key that could could open various locks forged of
dark magic. there was one component missing though....
the only component that edeana could not forge of the raw elements about her
barren room. the component was the tears of one who has been broken by love.....
edeana put her ear to the drainage pipes and listened close for the sounds of the bride....
her cruel words had been laced with a special kind of magic and now it was time to see if the arrow of truth had hit home.....
she heard the bride say, "he isn't coming to get me.....he's never coming for me...i've...i've....wasted....so much time...and all the while.....he had no
intentions of coming for me at all...."
upon uttering those last words, edeana heard the sound she was waiting for....the sounds of sobbing....
she began to utter her incantation, pulling all the energy that had been welling up around her all these long years.
her heart raced as if it might burst and just as she thought she might faint from the exertion,
the spell pushed out of her with a force that knocked her to the floor.
it took a form as a shifting mist and slid through the bars of the cage with ease.
it turned to the cage's lock and examined it.
"you are only half a creature," edeana managed to say, picking herself off the floor,
"you must go forth to the one who weeps, for i've broken her precious heart just for you.
find her and you will have the last component....and then you will come back and set me free."
the mist paused, listening to the sounds all around it. when it pinpointed its prey it moved fast as the wind....
down the hallway and through a corridor, down the bride's hall it made its way.
suddenly it beheld that which it thirsted for: a puddle of tears pushed out from beneath the bride's door, pooling in the hallway in a circle of salt sweetness.
the creature bent to lap at the sparkling liquid and with each sip it grew more and more solid in form....until finally, it stood whole and breathing, in its true
feminine form. from an unseen pocket she pulled a small bottle and splashed tears into its belly till it was filled to the brim.
she tucked the bottle away and reached for the doorknob before her. it turned with ease. the bride looked at her, seeming puzzled and lost. everything around her was wet with her tears and her mind seemed ablaze with riveting confustion. the keeper of the key eyed the teary girl and then softly spoke, "i am mallick, the keeper of key, and i've orders to bring you out of this room."
persephone eyed the figure before her suspiciously, her gaze drawn to the gold thread about the girls wrists.
"who has sent you for me?" she questioned mallick, her voice seeming far away.
"the one you call edeana is my master now.....and we must be quick, for i still have yet to let her out of her cage," mallick answered.
the bride was a bit dazed and slightly confused by all this, but found herself being pulled by an exasperated pixie-creature with strange and unsettling eyes.