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¬Luella 

Death is exactly how I imagined her to be. 

She has similar features to Thought, with long, straight dark hair that hangs down to her hips. With each time of her head, her hair seems to glimmer with a silver sheen. Her eyes are silver, like Thought’s although a more muted grey. They seem to be alive, like dark tendrils of fog swirl endlessly around her irises. 

And just to make her more like her namesake, she is dressed to head to toe with skin tight clothing, which is as black as obsidian. She is gorgeous, but undeniably intimidating. I can feel the power radiating off her, as if she is about to grab me, and drag me