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T E E N A G E  G I R L S  +  M Y T H O L O G Y: Anubis

They hear her whispering quietly, alone, her lips spilling out words that aren’t quite audible. She has always favoured the company of the dead over the living. Her friends who have hearts, alive and beating, tread carefully around her; they know what she is capable of. She judges whether they are worthy of her time, studies the life that lingers inside them. A deep growl emits from the depths of her throat when confronted by those who think her too dark or too morbid, for she is merely doing her job.