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~Zo Talbot~

Wanderlust was not something that directed her. A soft, smooth, gentle exterior to disguise the street rough and wild interior of the woman as she took in the scenes and sights of the world she’d been dropped out and in to. Left behind and dismissed, all but forgotten and shunned her path was honed and sharp as a thin blade edge. One a stranger in a strange land, call her outcast… name her freak… claim her as monster. Little Red Riding Hood would wear a new cloak, a new shade of red that was darker and far more visceral.

Her world was a wild kaleidoscope of blood and tears, chocolate and silver. Temptations and tortures that she fled it was better to be left alone then to face those nights that left her screaming in the morning. Zo had wished herself far away from the harsh cruelty of the sadistic ‘family’ that she once had been bound to and found herself submerged in a land as crazy and beyond her control. Off balance she missed the fog of London and the thick rain, this was not like the world below London streets. No cobblestones, No old sewers to prowl and call sanctuary. This was no longer Neverwhere but here, there, and everywhere. A long road home when she looked down that street, stepping on to its smooth surface the thread of onyx and pewter seemed ever long, polished in the bone white glow of the moon.

She had no choice but to choose a new road. Happily Never After for Zo, the one ever marked for gold kissed flesh when the world below London never knew the sun. The name of the land held on the tongues of strangers was a boon, a favor, a prize to her. Something so familiar was the name of this land like folklore and fairytales with the ending pages torn out.

A sensory like belonging she felt a draw to this new world as she stared at her reflection in the glass. The once emerald eyes of Zo had faded into moss green agate after the tribulations one had been put through. She wore her scars within. Never to be revealed but held within. A bow of head, a spill of honey toned curls to brush a descent of lashes and wisp across the cupid bow of her mouth. Elegant gesture fingers lifted and brushed the dust and grime away from the window. The writer, the poet had no pen to write dreams and no paper to spill words like drops of blood and stain of tears. Her fingers the mortal instrument of penmanship, glass her papyrus as she brushed their names in smudges of dirt and ash. Zo. Stefan. Mera.

She stepped back to survey her work. She knew there were others… there were always others. There were always more to find, always more in hiding when it came to the Neverwhere clan.

Fingers curled into fists, a flare of agitation and yearning to find those that had escaped… just like her. Those mortal instruments of penmanship became crooked and cruel as claws. Slashing ribbons of design, a marred destruction that she left behind and walked away from, leaving those names written against glass no longer legible. Zo had arrived and her world was already falling apart before she even knew where it began and where it would end…


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Poet. Writer. Scribe and Collector of meaningless quotes was Zo. Those skillful hands that matched and mated words so effortlessly had known and shared a familiar bond with sharper instruments of torture and destruction. Zo was far from executioner but survivor never less, one had to be to survive the sadistic nature of Neverwhere’s clan

Swift on feet and as nimble and flexible as an acrobat one would question if her talents were the result of a stranger design and fabrication. Secrets she held and had run with, far away from Neverwhere but what she knew… those words she heard that spiraled in her thoughts…twisting and writhing words begging to be spoken. Never would she speak those words… Nevermore. Neverwhere. Neverwas. Never would they truly know Zo.
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