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She was quickly re-united with the horde of undead from the ruin, and they built up strength by consuming the nearby outlaw dens. As with all the horde, her body continued to decay and accumulate wounds. It did not bother her. If the last of her flesh shriveled away, she would not miss a step in the transition to a skeleton. If her bones were broken and ground to dust, she would leave the shell behind and continue as a ghost or wraith. And if even that form was somehow destroyed she would remain as a voice, singing a siren call to the deceased, gently urging them to stand up and gaze anew upon their world.

This series of pictures was made possible by Actors in Charge and Actors in Emotion.