The Spoon. Fact or Fiction?

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    I have heard from several people, they do not know the meaning behind the spoon. I for one am not surprised. We see this spoon, we hear the rumour of the spoon, yet, we do not know the spoon! Well, I have decided instead of keeping this information to myself. I shall now share it. We shall start with the history of the spoon:

    Not only is this the history of the spoon, this is the history of the line of High Prietess in the Church of Chaos - In New Britannia known as the Church of the Dark Star.

    For Roleplayers - much of the information in this is "meta" - but it happened.

    Past High Priestess, Wielders of the Spoon

    First High Priestess - Ariel Joy
    • Bride of Mesdoram Elmdor
      • commissioned Watts to create the spoon
    • Sister of Chyna
      • Bride of Watts
    • Mother of Stormie, Maxine, and Setzer
    • Guild Mistress of the Death Corps
    Second High Priestess - Stormie
    • Bride of Tell Bantis
    • Sister of Maxine and Setzer
    • Mother of Elle Tarien
    Third High Priestess - Elle Tarien
    • Bride of Lord Solstrim
    • Mother of Amberlyn and Emberly
    • First in the blood line to experience twins and death of the eldest daughter
      • First to be made aware that should the eldest daughter perish, the spoon would lay dormant until it found its new priestess
    Fourth High Priestess - Amberlyn / Emberly
    • Bride of Andrej
    • Sister of Emberly
      • twins born minutes apart, Emberly was eldest.
    • First of the devoted daughters to wield the spoon that was not *marked* at birth.
      • as Emberly was really the high priestess, her spirit was working through Amberlyn, only no one knew this.
    • Mother of Mycah Nicole

    Fifth High Priestess - Mycah Nicole
    • Bride of undocumented
    • Mother of Amber Raine

    Present High Priestess - Amber Raine





    Other people of interest:

    Chyna -
    • Bride of the dwarf Watts
    • Sister of the First High Priestess Ariel Joy
    • First brought to judgement before the High Priestess
    • Lived and died in service of Edinburgh and Lord British.
    Mesdoram Elmdor -
    • Leader of the Death Corps
    • Husband of Ariel Joy
    • Commissioned Watts to create the spoon after being directed to do so if he wished to remain his seat of power and not fall to Edinburgh.
    • Had the first Church of Chaos built for his bride and her service.
    Watts -
    • commissioned to create the spoon
      • Went against his followings and his morales but money and power speaks so loud in the ears of those that like shinies.
    • Lived and died in service of Edinburgh and Lord British
    Kane-
    • Dread Grandmaster of Necromantic Arcane Arts
    • Performed the Ritual to imbue the spoon as directed
    Emberly - True Fourth High Priestess
    • Physical Form Passed, her spirit remained bound to Amberlyn
    • spirit remained invisible to everyone but Amberlyn until Richard
    • Emberly was the eldest and was marked by the star

    Facts known about the Spoon

    • Created by the Dwarven blacksmith Watts
    • Imbued with Necromantic and Chaos magicks by Kane
      • true ability is held secret to the devoted daughters
        • This means - the presiding High Priestess and Eldest daughter ONLY
        • unknown to *anyone except prementioned* the spoon has the power to invade and shatter minds, leaving the target confused, insane, or sometimes in weaker beings dead.
          • invade minds - the high priestess is able to “see” as images flood her mind what the prisoner has been doing, sometimes the visions are wrong, sometimes they are blurry, sometimes they are vivid. When this ability is used the high priestess is *always* drained of all energies and has a headache that lasts for extended periods of time, longer for each use immediately after each other.
    • is a “gateway” between the Lord of chaos and the High Priestess
      • the vessel for the Lords bidding.
      • Every whisper in her dreams, every action she performed, every judgement she passed, was in service and by all powers the will of her Liege.
    • is a *wand* type device
      • can be used as a blunt weapon
    • is not intentionally meant to drive into anyones forehead nor is it meant to pummel anyone with, however the High Priestess has been known to do such with it
      • The spoon in and of itself, as a vessel from the Devoted Daughters Paragon, speaks to the high priestess directing her in how to deliver judgement.
    • Is Passed from eldest daughter to eldest daughter in the direct bloodline of Ariel Joy (the first high priestess)
      • Should no daughter be born, or the eldest daughter in the blood line should perish, the spoon is to be locked away with the tome of secrets and protected by the other devoted sisters until either the spoon beckons forth a new high priestess or a marked daughter is born.
    • The church of the Dark Star was created as a place for the High Priestess to serve her Lieges court.
      • Teachings and judgements were served here
      • those who had been thought to serve Lord British or had turned against the Death Corps or Lord Blackthorn were brought to judgement.
        • Those who passed and were released suffered only mild increase to their nightmares driving them slowly insane
        • Those found guilty were never granted light of day again
          • Dependant on severity of crime - lesser crimes were handed to kane as further test subjects for his arcane dablings
          • Those who were found guilty of turning toward order and secretly serving Lord British were never heard from again as the spoons chaotic magicks drove its way into the depth of their mind causing severe insanity in the stronger and death to the weaker people.
          • has been drilled into the foreheads of a few enemies
    • Was only ever used once to eat something
      • was only one bite of food before things flipped all crazy for the person who used it
      • They were able to see Emberly - The spirit of Amberlyns eldest twin sister who was invisible to everyone except Amberlyn and at this point Richard.
    • A black leather bound tome, engraved with only a spoon hosting an eight pointed star in its bowl, lay on the cover. This book, holds the secrets of the spoon and is given to each devoted daughter on her thirteenth birthday. She protects and guards it with her life, no one else may ever know what is writ inside.


    Description of Spoon

    • The chaos spoon is approximately 10-15” in length (the size of the average mages wand - think Gandalf for reference on size), and double the thickness of the average “mondaine” spoon.
    • Created with the strongest metals known to dwarven kind - mithril and shadow
    • An 8 pointed star stained in the bowl of the spoon - magically appeared here when the “gateway” was created.
    • stem of the spoon is adorned with runic letters - in-chaos-there-is-fertility


    **extra META notes** ((OOC INFO))

    Ariel Joy, Mycah Nicole, and Stormie were all played on Ultima Online - Catskills Server at various times during my time here.
    Amberlyn was the name of my character on Ultima Online - Grimmwold server (player run server) - I roleplayed her as basically scizo as her invisible sister *was* indeed part of my RP with her
    Elle Tarien was played on Ultima Online - Excelsior Server (player run server)
     
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    Thanks a bunch for uploading this.

    THE SPOON IS NO JOKE!

    Beware the spoons and make sure to pray to them!
     
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    The following is a work in progress - I am aware of grammar - some sentences not entirely sounding as they should. It is rough and yes, still unfinished. Yet, I am ready for others to know the truth. That is the life, of who I am.

    THE SPOON
    Amber had known for some time now the secrets that would soon be hers alone to protect and keep guarded. She had grown up hearing the tales of her ancestors and the passing of each eldest daughter in the line. A black leather bound tome, engraved with only a spoon hosting an eight pointed star in its bowl, lay on the cover. This book, holding the secrets and stories she already knew by heart was gifted to her on her thirteenth birthday and was hers to guard from others with her very life. A task most children this age would have found an undesirable burden, Amber welcomed. She was proud to serve the book as she would one day serve the spoon.
    It had come as no surprise to the high priestess but an unknown fear festered deep within the heart of Amber when on the moon of her sixteenth birthday the chaotic dreams had begun. She had heard of these dreams, each of the devoted daughters before her had their dreams also trespassed upon. This invasion was the sign to each high priestess, and was watched for, as it marked the rites of passage for training.
    Mycah, the current high priestess, Ambers mother, had been administering the training and preparing Amber for her new station in life for many passing moons now and with heavy heart Amber knew and felt she was now ready for the final test. Upon this realization also came clear the unknown fear she had been harboring inside herself, there may only be one high priestess, one protector and vessel to the service of the spoon at a time. If Amber passed the test this would raise her station while in and of itself having the current high priestess removed from service and.. Amber could not continue the thought. She knew what passing this test meant, but she also knew what failing it meant. Either herself, or her high priestess, her mother, would lay dead at the feet of the chaos lord at the end of the day.


    ********
    For generations since the rise of Edinburgh in Old Britannia, the high priestesses had passed the chaos spoon and the secrets thereof from eldest daughter to eldest daughter. Always of the same direct blood line and always through tests which only the devoted daughters could administer.
    Lord Elmdor, ruler of the Death Corps - a kingdom of soldiers with dark chaotic souls who served devotedly, Lord Blackthorn, until their death, commissioned the dwarven blacksmith Watts to cast the spoon. It has been said that Lord Elmdor insisted the spoon be cast with only the sturdiest metals known to dwarven kind. Upon the completion, the spoon had then passed hands to Kane. Kane, versed in the school of necromancy and chaos, imbued the spoon with magicks that would be held secret only by the presiding High Priestess of the Church of the Dark Starr.
    Ariel, bride of Lord Elmdor, was known to be the first to possess the spoon. She had not chosen the spoon herself, the spoon had picked her by trespassing and imprinting upon her dreams a path she would now obey and follow. The voices that took to residing in her conscious and subconscious mind were echoing the Paragon of Chaos’ words guiding her path and dubbing her the first born High Priestess of Chaos in the church.
    As the city of Edinburgh grew, so too did the power of the spoon’s chaos. Citizens would be brought before the High Priestess to answer for their crimes against Lord Elmdor and the newfound church. Those who served well and their loyalties and faith remained unwavering would find their path gracefully darkened with a comfortable blessing comparable to a stampede of raging nightmares.
    Those who failed were never again granted light of day nor sight of moon. Lesser crimes were delivered to Kane as further test subjects for arcane magick practice. Meanwhile those who were found guilty of turning toward order and secretly serving Lord British were never heard from again as the spoon drove its way into the depth of their mind causing severe insanity to the stronger spirits and death to the weaker.
    ********
    Amber sat on the edge of her bed holding her head in her hands. She understood and had full knowledge of her history lessons, where her family had come from, where it was now and most importantly where she was destined to go. The High Priestess had been teaching her well, too well. Amber recognized the fear that once again began to boil in the pit of her stomach, racing its way into her heart and mind. Tonight was her final test. Tonight was the dawning of a new life, and the closing of an old, in more ways then one.
    Amber set her gaze upon the wall at the far end of the room, the only place she could focus knowingly that would help her calm her breathing and relax the voices in her head. Three portraits lined the wall, each with a story of its own to tell. The first of these being the Tolarian Academy, her family had studied here for generations until the fall of Old Britannia. The Church of the Dark Star had made attempts to bring back the teachings of the academy, however delays were unavoidable in its erection due to uprisings amongst the citizens of the town who had no desire to allow the magicks taught within to be brought upon their cities. Amber knew strongly within her heart that one of her first acts of business as High Priestess would be to see to the completion of the academy.
    The third portrait that lined the wall was of her liege Lord DarkStarr, the source and power behind all that she knew. Not only was he the power that her family for generations had served without question, or the reason the church stood for as long as it did. Lord DarkStarr was the Paragon of Chaos. The only other entity which existed with knowledge pertaining to the secrets of the Chaos Spoon, the spoon was his vessel to his High Priestess’. Amber also knew he was her weakness, the only presence known that could have her speechless, unable to breath and bending knee in dizzying servitude with only his presence. Tonights test would be before Lord DarkStarr, pass or fail, he would be the only judge to her future.
    Ambers gaze passed to the second portrait of the three, upon this one lay her heart's true desire. As she studied the face in the portrait, she felt a calming fall over her and a smile, hidden from most public eyes, caress her face brightening up the room around her. The Chaos Spoon had delivered to her dreams in a variety of forms his name, his face and his station. The spoon whispered promises both consciously and subconsciously that should she pass her final test, this man that Amber would halt all time for, would be hers.
    As she felt herself relax, her fears move onward to the back of her mind, Amber returned her concentration from Nathaniels face back to her black tome. She knew she had no other choice but to pass the test tonight, everything lay in her doing so. Turning the pages to study mid chapters, Amber lost herself once again in the words that created pictures of history past in her mind.


    ********

    Seasons passed and High Priestess Ariel became known and feared across the lands. The knights of Yew tried and failed numerous times to stop her reign and the growth of the Church of the Dark Star. The Mists of Avalon, also following in suit, succumbed to the power of the Chaos Spoon allowing chaos to continue its seduction and perversion of Order without any sign of weakness. Darkness was on the rise, and this brought a disturbing pleasure to Ariels dreams, a gift directly from the Paragon of Chaos.
    In the height of the churchs’ rise, during the winter season, a child was born to Lord Elmdor and Ariel, a daughter. As the young one grew, the chaos spoon began to spread its voice from Ariel to her daughter teaching of itself and trespassing upon her dreams as it had her mother. It was in this passing from mother to daughter that tradition had begun.
    The eldest daughter of the direct bloodline was always born with the same birthmark. A faded black and red eight-pointed star upon the left side of their upper neck, the mark of chaos. Upon the child coming of age the spoon would make its presence known to their dreams and they would begin their training to take the place of the High Priestess.

    ********
    Amber looked away from her tome again and instinctively touched the back of her neck where her own birthmark lay visible to anyone who stood around her. She had been instructed to wear her hair up again for tonights test allowing the sign of her birthright to have prominent visibility, a sign of respect to her liege. It was not a secret to the Devoted Sisters that the Paragon of Chaos enjoyed viewing his mark upon that which he owned and in the case of the tests to hide ones birthmark was a sign of blasphemy and surrender, an instant fail.
    Ambers strength was in her devotion, steadfast in her beliefs and loyalty to her Liege. As witnessed by many she held few weaknesses and to surrender was not in her being, she had not once feared failure, for failure was not acceptable. Not only was she a perfectionist that would not allow for such nor was it the fact she wished to prove she deserved the praise of her High Priestess, her mother, It was also well documented in the pages of the tome that now lay open in her lap what happened to those who had failed in the past.death was not unheard of with a failure, in fact it was insisted upon. One such failure was always used as a lesson to each devoted daughter in training. The story of Amberlyn.
    Amber had taken the lesson of Amberlyn far more seriously and had a greater vested interest in deeper studies into this Devoted Daughter, for it was here that Amber received her name. Her great grandmother.

    ********

    Long past the turning of time, the burning of Edinburgh and the rise of the church of the Dark Starr, came the crescendo of chaos. The line of high priestess Ariel had also past by many generations in this time frame. Each of the eldest daughters down the line had been born with the mark, their dreams entered with voices of shattered cries and chaotic desires of the one they served. As they came of age the Devoted Daughters of the church would take upon herself the secrets passed from the high priestess before her, as directed by the chaos spoon.
    None had ever failed and thusly none knew what would happen to one who might, until Amberlyn and Emberly.
    Elletarien, devotee of chaos, high priestess of the church of the Dark Starr and bride of Lord Solstrim became burden with twins. In the long line of devoted daughters and high priestess' Elletarien was the first to have this blessed upon her and was the first who would also feel the burden of this blessing, as she would soon realize what this meant.
    She had birthed twin daughters, Amberlyn and Emberly, Emberly was born with the mark of the Starr, however the gift of life was not to be hers. Her twin sister Amberlyn, although a twin only minutes younger than Emberly was born untouched. It was common knowledge to all high priestess that the mark was of the descendant of chaos and would be trained to take up the chaos spoon. The curse that plagued all in the room upon this birth and death was in the lack of knowledge what was to become of the spoon or the role of high priestess with the passing of the eldest daughter.
    The devoted daughters scoured the tomes for any past history of what should have been done, nothing was recorded. The daughters decided it was best to let the spoon direct the future and as Elletarien was still presiding High Priestess there was no urgent need to replace her at least not yet, not on the birth of her daughters.

     
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    Overheard: But Amber .. where did it start? Why did he need to make it? What was all that about?

    My answer is: That is almost an out of character answer - As a teenager I was a "Valley girl." Cheerleader, whole bit. Yes I will admit that. And one of the sayings of my youth was "Gag me with a spoon!". Well one day, in Blood Omen Keep, keep of the Death Corps on Catskills, someone had *Really* annoyed me. And I just blurted out "heck with gagging me with the spoon, I am going to drive the damn thing right into your forehead!"

    from that point, the story, the lore, everything. Became a real RP, that really happened. All of it.

    That is why it was created. And even today, in the *real* world. People that are around me and call me friend, even they know of the spoon. For that spoon is used by me (at least vocally) on both sides of the lunar Rift. I even have a boffer Spoon and a Small, Shiny Spoon, that I have had a chaos star burned into.
     
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    But -- Why a spoon?


    Duh! -- Because it hurts more! ((said LONG before Robin Hood!))
     
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    Prologue:

    It was known to many that Ariel had a quote she used often when she was disgusted by something, most laughed when she said it, knowing it was used in jest and trying to make lighter of the current situation. Today, Swap had performed an action that made Ariel snap, her ability to jest irrevocably removed.
    Ariel looked at Swap, one of the few dark elves in the ranks of the Death Corps. Curling her brow, annoyance of his latest failure showing prominently on her face.
    “To hell with gagging me with a spoon, Swap. I am going to shove that damn metaphorical spoon in your forehead!”
    The entire keep fell silent, not a single chuckle could be heard. Lord Elmdor himself was left speechless as his eyes darted between his wife and his soldier. He had known the temperament of his wife long before any of his men did, and realized she was serious.
    “Mistress, “ Swap spoke, feigning the strong stance he was trained to display even in the face of danger, while inside cowering in his place. “The Knights of Yew were too much for us to handle. The men were falling like dominoes there was nothing to be done. The retreat was necessary to keep our forces alive.”
    With narrowed eyes Ariel burned into Swap her last statement, she was not going to let his act of weakness and treachery go unanswered.
    “Your weakness in the face of our enemy is enough to have you removed from your rank, elf! Do not tell me it had to be done! Not only did you run with your tail tucked between your legs. You left my men to die! You failed us! You failed Our Lord! (Our Lord, once known by another name who now answers to Darkstarr")!
    We shall see that this does not happen again. And you. You, shall be the example of what shall happen when such cowardice is displayed in the face of our enemy!”
    Lord Elmdor, heard the words and registered the seriousness in the tone of his wife's voice. She was going to see this elf fall and she had already spoken how it was to be done. With a single nod, Tatinana, the first in command of the Lords army was dispatched to fetch by whatever means necessary, Watts, of Edinburgh. The only dwarf in the lands who could be trusted with the job.
    Tatinana whispered the next fatal words before receiving her answer and leading the charge to Edinburgh. “Why Master, are we sure? A spoon? Why, a spoon?”
    Ariel hearing the words, turned her glare from Swap to Tatinana, “insolent girl! For it is my command! You have all laughed and been permitted to live when I speak of such. I shall soon have you know that I do not speak in jest when in disgust. Do not question me again girl! A spoon, shall be feared! Yes! “
    Turning her attention back to Swap, “And oh how I shall find the joy and pleasure in the fact, it will hurt so much more than any other weapon! You, shall be the example of all those who fail our Liege Lord and this court you have been graced to serve! Weakness and cowardice in the face of the enemy. Especially those who serve Lord British shall not go unpunished!”
     
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    Amazing as always! Long May Chaos Reign!
     
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    Thank you Sullivan - Having fun remembering days of yore. I am left to wonder however... if i will have to remove that certain name for it to be considered by Portalarium.

    and of course it can not use the name DarkStarr (at least not in this part).. as it is from the past... hundreds of years in the past.

    Long Live Our Liege! Long May Chaos Reign!

    Got my answer - Story has been edited
     
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    *looks around*
    *quietly sneaks back out again*
     
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    ~watches the door and quirks her brow~
    Now why would a spoon feel the necessity to sneak out? After all.... "A spoon shall be the most feared in the land" seems to be quite fitting ;)
     
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    'Tis true but neither used as a blunt instrument against forehead nor used for eating even if only once, doesn't sound too appealing. ;)
    I'm more for a spoon full of sugar myself, even if I have to make the baking myself...
     
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    I had been messages stating that the prologue was not downloadable. I have since remedied this situation.
     
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    It has been years since this thread has been opened.... Years since the images of Ember and Amber and the focus of the spoon have been as strong as they are now with haunting nightmares entering the high priestess' dreams. For now I share with you, the latest story to start a beginning to many more.....

    I welcome you to venture with me into the true story of Amber, the Church of the Dark Star, and the Spoon of Chaos.


    Allow me to share with you a tale that shall leave you questioning my existence and if you really know me as well as you think.

    At the age of 2448 (appears 17 in human years) a happily married couple received the wonderful news that they were pregnant, and they were carrying twins. Things were going amazingly, everything was positive and joyous parties were had to celebrate the coming of the new descendants.

    Until a few months after finding out, a dark storm crossed the lands of Vesper and the lass began having complications which was discovered to have stolen the life of one of the twin babies. From this point even the brightest days were dark and somber, no parties were held and no merriment was had.

    One morning the lass was abruptly startled from her slumber very early feeling a strange presence staring at her from the corner of her chambers. Nervously squinting she saw the silouhette of a small child in the corner, no older then 3 or 4 years of age.

    Her hair was of flaming red curls and her eyes the deepest of oceanic blues. She stood very afraid and looking very upset shadowed in the corner wearing a dress of royal purple. The young lady tried talking to her, to coax the child out of the corner but she disappeared.

    At the time the young lady had not mentioned the childs visits to anyone for fear they would think her insane. But the visits became very regular, she would be startled from her slumber, the room would darken, and in the corner this afraid little child would stand. Each time the child visited the lady tried to talk to her and she would disappear. The lady began to question herself "what was going on? Was she truly going crazy?"

    Then one night her mother was visiting, worrying for her daughters sake as she had not been her happy cheery self for many moons passing. They were talking in the lasses bed chambers when her mother turned her head toward the corner of the room and turned a bit pale, she shook her head a couple of times as if trying to focus.

    When she was asked what was wrong she stated that she must be too tired because she was starting to see things. At that moment, the young lady knew it wasn't just her anymore. She stated that she saw a beautiful little girl standing in the corner describing her exactly as the young lady had seen her. The young lady then explained that she had been seeing this child frequently and how she had tried to communicate with her. Her mother suggested that she keep trying to do so.

    For the next few months she would talk to this little spirit and before long the child stopped disappearing. But she still made no effort to respond.

    In late fall as the oranges and yellows of the trees turned to even darker, colder, greys the young lady gave birth to her other existing twin baby. What should have been a joyous occassion was washed over with a cold lonely somberness.

    The child spirit was standing within inches of the babies cradle and refused to move. The look upon her face growing more concentrated and darker. She would cause small incidents to happen keeping anyone but the mother away from the new born baby. Yet in loving ways she would push the new baby in her wind up baby swing, play with her in her walker, and watch over her while she slept. But the whole time the little girl seemed to grow sadder, darker, sometimes even angry.

    Then one very dark stormy night she came to the lady in her dreams, a haunting apparition turning the pleasant dream into a nightmare of flames and confusion, she asked her "what would you have named me?"

    That is when the lady realized that this little girl was the child that she had lost during her pregnancy. She told the child that she would have been named Emberly.

    Since that night, the child had begun appearing less frequently to her mother and when she did, she was aging at the same rate as the new baby, and would always have a very wicked smile upon her face.

    Her daughter is now much older and the same age as the little spirit child that was standing in the corner all those years ago. Her appearance reflecting identically. The only difference being the smile on her face was pleasant and gentle, her disposition soft and kind.

    But the accidents continue, none can come close to her without something odd happening that would keep them paces away.

    I know that she still visits her twin sister every now and then. No one else has seen her, no one else believes she is there. But when you see the campfire ignite just a little brighter, when the sheep in PaxLair fields start to disappear and the ravens fly in hordes over Rifts End carrying the plague. You can be sure she is there.

    For I am Amber Raine, and Emberly, was my sister.
     
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