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Alycia | 19 years old | ❝let not light see my blaCk AND DEEP DESIRE. ❞

'Blood must have blood.'

Alycia experiences emotions in a slightly different way to most. For her there is no inbetween. She often suffers from extreme mood swings, rapidly alternating between the highest of moods to rock bottom. Expressing herself isn't easy especially with the added issue of her mutism. The majority of her emotion is only identifiable through her body language.

BACKGROUND

It became apparent from an early age that Alycia was in store for a rather troublesome childhood. Her parent's didn't want to jump to conclusions, but when their only daughter refused to talk outside the comfort of their home, they knew something was amiss. When Alycia was six her parents got their first call from her school; 'she won't talk in class, she doesn't answer questions, all her drawings depict death and during lunch she refuses to sit with the other children'. Unfortunately, it hadn't really come as a shock to her mother and father, when they asked about it, Alycia had merely shrugged it off and told them when she did speak, her classmates would laugh at her stammer. It seemed homeschooling was the way forward for their daughter, so that's exactly what they did, but despite their efforts, her drawings continued to be of a macabre nature and her social skills never once showed signs of changing. At the age of nine Alycia was taken to a psychiatrist. 'Selective mutism' was her diagnosis, the main treatment for that being behaviour therapy where she'd gradually be exposed to increasingly difficult tasks involving speaking and general interaction. Alycia of course refused, claiming that she did have friends, that she spoke to them everyday, that they listened to her and never once mocked her speaking disjointed speaking patterns. This, however, only raised further concerns. At first they'd thought it had been imaginary friends, every child had those right? Wrong. Alycia's friends weren't imaginary, it was much more concerning than that. The young girl had found her happiness in communicating with the deceased. Her parent's were horrified. Both of them were magic users, of course they'd been secretly hoping their daughter would be too, but this, this was the last thing they'd wanted. It was illegal, immoral, but they knew they couldn't stop her. Alycia was intent on continuing down the dark path of necromancy. Age fifteen, not only was Alycia talking to the dead, she was summoning them, using her own blood for sacrificial means to make a dead heart beat again even, if it was only for a few hours. Seventeen, Alycia had mastered the art of re-animating small animals, mainly birds, permanently. Humans however, that was a different story. That took more blood than she had to give, more energy than she dared to spare. At eighteen shs cursed herself for falling for a girl around her own age. 'The living should never find themselves romantically involved with the deceased' but here Alycia was, giving more of her blood than was safe to spend a few hours a day with her love. Though just like all good things, there's only so long something can last. Alycia soon grew too weak to continue losing blood, she decided she'd wait a few weeks before she tried again. But it was too late. Her love had passed on for good this time.

There is warmth in the cold, love in the lifeless, life in the dead.

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Edgar Allan Crow. My companion, my guardian, my eye in the sky. Harm him and you harm me.

One Crow for sorrow, Two Crows for mirth; Three Crows for a wedding, Four Crows for a birth; Five Crows for silver, Six Crows for gold; Seven Crows for a secret, not to be told; Eight Crows for heaven, Nine Crows for hell; And ten Crows for the devils own self. - George Knowles

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