For many years now she has slumbered during the day in the graveyard. A
lone little girl who has been cursed into darkness (or blessed,
depending on who you speak to). Her hair is full of the debris that
surrounds her in the ground. Spanish moss, graveyard flowers, twigs. She
has flushed cheeks with the blood of her victims. Her tattered and
stained clothes cling to her undead, adipocerous body.