kurolothgar
Meddler
It was over, and all she had was gone. Her sister? Dead. Her Faithful Student? Gone. Her Little Ponies? Pieces could still be found here and there. It was supposed to be a time of joy, a celebration. No more. There was a wound in her heart that time could never heal, a rending of the soul that will never mend. All she loved was gone, and she longed to join them….