No axolotls are breaking into my house tonight
[Such a simple and devastating concept.]
[It's meant to be permanent.]
[But it's not anymore, not for her.]
[She still has a promise to fulfill.]
[It's so hard remembering but when she does, she sees the most beautiful of white hair attached to a person that had the beauty of a wilting rose. Rotting despite the gardeners attempts to bring new life into the flower.]
[She promised her rest, deliverance, peace but she didn't have enough heart or heartlessness to abide by it, not until now.]
[In this place of horrors both common and uncommon there's one thing that terrifies her most.]
"Remember your promise Elster."
[Remember remember remember remember remember remember remember remember REMEMBER REMEMBER REMEMBER REMEMBER REMEMBER REMEMBER REMEMBERREMEMBERREMEMBERREMEMBERREMEMBE-]
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[She'll reunite with her love.]
[Death shall be made permanent again.]
[And it shall not make either of them part without the other.]
[May they be able to dance once again.]
[Love must be fought for along with endings.]
[While this may be hell, she'll find her love salvation.]