A weeping angel is sitting on a throne of white roses muttering softly into her hands covering her face as the sulty of tears dip down almost a mournful chant into the night's sky

"Keisha...Keisha Gor Velveteen...I thought I knew you...I thought you were someone I could trust...how wrong and naive I was..."

stepping close she opens her hands covering her face looking at over while sorrowful she seems to calm herself...

"Sorry, who may you be?"