Friends, lovers, and whatever else you are, special dispensation was received from a dearly beloved Babe from afar to present to you this member of our troupe. *Removes her hat, bows and sighs* Hailing from all corners of dark and distasteful things inside the very same heart that guards the rainbow bridge, joining the spotlight with us, Depression.

*eyes her pensively, sorrowful* Much like myself, a cast of absolutes, and the end result of Ashley's faith misplaced, perhaps. A creature as prone to sex as she is to violence, the end of all things is never a pretty one, though it might tell you otherwise. When all seems broken, all appears left forgotten and in a shamble of suffering and cold, it is not emptiness, no no no. *tches, waving her finger* There is still something there, a new beginning in the emptiness, and yet a familiar tide of darkness. Not all rosy lenses make us see things in shades of joy... and only a fool would take it as such. *dons her hat again*

Remember, the absence of love is not hate, children, it is apathy. *casts eyes askance* But apathy will eventually get you there...