And to think… that once upon a time, this apocalyptic wasteland had served as her home, had gifted her a pleasure too valuable to lose. A pinprick of light in the gloom of what pretended to her life, but was
Everything is simply a reflection.
A reflection of what you -want- to see.
What you think you see in others.
What you want to see in yourself; good or bad.
You want those blemishes there because you have been
To have peace between the Northern Realm(Silverhides/Herald’s people) at least until Marik dies. In return, Marik will do whatever is necessary for Aosoth to kill Camael. She is allowed to punish, individually,
-The gardens were something akin to perhaps what one could have imagined Eden. Lush and overtaken with plantlife, bursting with bright colors in numerous types of flowers, all sectioned according to hue…A few