Master left her, the coven halls were empty and silent, much as they were before her death. Only this time there was no one to comfort her. Even her pretty jewel, had gone and gotten remade as something else, warm and full of life. There was only her and Missy, the doll. Missy did not have much to say on the matter, or any matter, No matter how much Viila shook her. Her glass eyes just rolled around in her head, infuriating Vii. She almost threw Missy, a time or two, but lost in the roar of silence, she would remember, that she was alone, and clutch the cold thing to own cold breast and rock her, singing all the lullabies that her fractured mind could remember. Contents: rm's Lil Maya's BJD Amariee- HG's Texture karanta's Little witch FK Creations- twintails. Didi-MC's background