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She does not know for how long she has been around. Her eyes are soft and green, yes, and she listens, yes, but she has lost the want to do it. She has lost the will to smile, lost the will to sooth their pain.

She wears a large, black hat covering her bobbing curls. This she knows. She wears a long, black cape covering her red shirt and leather pants. In her hand, she holds a lantern as she brings light to the souls she guide. Her face stern as she walks, until a soul need her, and she plasters on a smile.