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[NightShade]

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Nightshade held the doll, staring into its deep green eyes, it was a beautiful Replica of Willow. She paused, her hand running over the tresses of the doll, this was the first she had ever created in the likeness of her daughter. Yet it was fitting. Shadows grew and deepened around her, her mind moving off to far distant planes, ghosts whispering many things in her ears.

She wasnt sure why she had chosen to make this new prototype look as Willow did, it had been easy really, and she was most protective of the doll. Due to the nature of all of Shades dolls, the rune markings on their backs, Shade was weary of transporting them via magic, or moongate. She would chance maybe one switch from trammel to Malas but that was it. This doll was to precious, to important.

It was indeed the culmination of this lifes project...It was the doll to end all dolls..and she looked upon it with some sadness as she loved it like her daughter so...

Only in Stonegate would it be safe, only guarded by her husband alone would she entrust it. So that was where its path was to travel. It all made sense. To much Sense, Perfect Sense, just so unlike her, perhaps she was maturing to much. She needed to check and see that her Message to Myrddin made it that the boy didnt get lost on the way..

She would meet with the Captain of her Caravan, and the rest of the group first and see them safely on their way. She needed them to safely leave Umbra and Sanctus, and then she could rest at ease. The rest would take care of itself, she told herself.

Touching the chin of the doll, she ran a finger along the strong jawline so like Willow and smiled. Her little Homage to change..to all that her bloodline was...

It was time to go but little did she know, she was not alone...
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