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"It is time for celebration, for the Wicked Witch has passed..."

 

This is not the story about who I was or how I died. No, this is a story about something that has not yet happened, and a story about the 'Curse of the Wicked'. For I have lived and now I have died, and this shall be the testament that I leave behind to those interested. My name is Shariana Lock, an innocent girl born into a wicked world. For as long as I can remember I've been a good girl, who has always done what's best for everyone. This is all I can remember from my life. This was before the curse took root around me. For it is written that "when it is twins 16th birthday, the Wicked shall come to an end, before starting anew, for the Witch is dead, and the price is due." I never thought I did what I did, and I hope that the people can forgive me for what I have done, for I have been in the dark for too long, and in the dark I shall stay forever. The Wicked Witch used my body as its vessel for the curse, it was like being locked up inside your own body for an eternity.

 

To those who have been chosen to carry this burden with them, I have trapped the darkness inside of my staff, 'Whisperer', so it shall never set foot near you. I hope you understand that I did this to protect you, and I hope you understand that the Wicked must carry on, for else it will break the love inside you. I have chosen the twins in the Sarr family, because they are surrounded with friends and family, and they shall be loved forever, for if there is no love in their life, the Wicked will consume them both, and they shall become vessels like I.

 

To those who know these girls, Katalia and Ashana, you must understand that I did this out of necessity, and you must not turn away from them, now that they need you most. You can blame me all you want, but I carried the burden, and I cannot see those innocent girls, turn like I.

 

Love, cherish & care for eachother forever.

~ Shariana Lock

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"What. The. ****." An Ascended face palms, sliding it down his face after. "Well, ****."

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Aeran wonders if perhaps he burnt down her tavern in Asulon.

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"Good riddance she was a real *****." says Bronson.

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Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

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