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Ostara, a celebration of renewal. A light to drive the darkness back for another season, and the signal of the oncoming bounty of nature.
Linen and light, whispers and water.
Two hearts unguarded by the lake’s quiet mirror.
A moment suspended between innocence and longing.
She drifts between grief and omen—tattooed, pierced, and unrepentant.
A vision drowned in prophecy, where Hamlet’s sorrow meets Macbeth’s curse.
Lifeless eyes fixed on the moon, as if it might answer.
Witch. Muse. Tragedy.
She sinks, but not without leaving ripples.
Shadows writhed and coiled, taking form—a spectral figure with hollow eyes that seemed to see through them. The murdered girl had come, her presence both alluring and malevolent. "You wish for power," she rasped, her voice like a distant scream. "Then take it. But power always binds."