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kimber_mcleodArabella was not one to shy from the darker side of things, from working with the cthonic energies. There was a time when she was, back when she was still a baby-faced young thing with little knowledge or experience and a lot of trepidation about who and what she was. It took years for her to come to an understanding that Light and Dark were both an intrinsic part of the Universe, that darkness did not necessarily equate with evil; nor did light always equate with good. Life and Death both were a part of the larger balance, and if either slipped its cycle to weigh down the scale... well, it wouldn't be good. So, though she wasn't entirely comfortable with the darker side of things, she did not exclude it.
In fact, she was on a (somewhat nervous) first-name basis with Hekate Herself, which in point of fact brought a substantial number of large black dogs her way on a fairly regular basis. These were no ordinary dogs, but messengers for the Torchbearer, beings who walked between the worlds, and they communicated to her in a sort of feral, non-verbal language which translated inside her mind as short, succinct sentences practically devoid of grammar.
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