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REGINA MILLS
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]Ever since her best friend, Ceasefire, had died, Castingcurses -- who went by Regina now -- felt life in DarkClan had had no purpose. She had succumbed to depression and loneliness. Her tangles with schizophrenia and seizures had grown more severe because she had started to avoid taking care of herself. She'd lost more weight than was needed and so in a last attempt to find some sort of light at the end of the tunnel, she had decided to leave her former home.
Her wanderings had finally carried her here, to the border of the Noblelands. Quite honestly, Regina wasn't sure what they had in store but she was exhausted from traveling, malnourished, and in good need of a place to just settle down and gather her strength before the elements or an enemy ended her life.
At first, the thought had been welcoming, that Regina could just be put out of her misery, but something in the back of her mind breathed that death would not be the best thing. After all, would she have to face those demons that haunted her every time she closed her eyes? Would she succumb to the wickedness of the Evil Queen that often times took control of her body, or the apparitions that taunted her when schizophrenia came to pay a visit?
So she had pushed on, and now, Regina was here, on the border of an unknown land. She'd hit rock bottom and this was her last attempt to lift herself up.
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