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answer but no one else could. She would devour the person if they
answered incorrectly, or leave them dangling in her horrifying gardens as
examples to all. Those few who somehow escaped she tormented in their
dreams, riding them like steeds, breaking their wills and hurling their souls
into the colorless oblivion of the Gray Waste...
"Her magic was said to be beyond anything most had ever seen; it was
imagination woven from nightmare and given substance. Stone and solid
shapes bent to her will like soft clay; the laws of the Planes would bend
beneath her feet and from nothing she could weave illusion... and from
illusion, weave realities that could horrify and kill and confound.
"She was a mistress of all the Dark Arts, mistress and master of them all. She
hounded a Guvner that dared quote Sigil law to her with shadows that
devoured him all but his tongue, his fingers and the flesh of his face. She
turned Mercykillers inside out, and shattered buildings of those who
displeased her. Terrible, terrible powers were at her command. She changed
her shape like water, and would use it to destroy some for amusement, and
to steal knowledge from others. She was a monster, like all that has been
spawned from the Gray Waste."
Kesai stopped to breathe, shuddering and wrapping her bare arms around
herself as if cold. "In the end, she threatened to open the Cage and let the
fury of the Planes come rolling in, like a wave. Fortunately, she did not
succeed. She existed solely to cause malice... I do not know if she is dead...
but I know, now, that she was my mother." Kesai's shoulders slumped, and
her head hung down. "Oh, that I had tears, so that I could weep with
sorrow!"
I reached over and tried to comfort her.
She suddenly fell into my arms, shuddering and wracked with sobs. For a
time Kesai simply stood there, clinging to me... but then she pushed away.
"Thank you, but... I'll be fine. I just need some to time think about it, that's
all."
"I hate to ask this now... but I need you to give me a piece of yourself,
Kesai."
She looked alarmed. "Pardon?"
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