Who is in control? Stellaluna Skywind
What mask do I hide behind? To your right.
What is my name? Absinthe
What is my title?The Red Queen, Queen of the Red Gardens, Queen Absinthe, or Grandma Abby in private by my grand daughter.
Where do I make my home? Mirror Realm, The Red Gardens I have created to be plenty specific.
What is the story I have written so far? I was born long ago, when the mirror realm was still young and easy to manipulate. I am sure I must have had parents somewhere along the way, but even now, as I have gained power and foresight into the past, and can retain all my memories, there are no distinct parental figures that I have in my memory. Of course, that doesn't meant that they did not in fact exist. It just means for whatever reason, I am not meant to recall their appearances. I grew as any mortal would, but I was entitled to a piece of this spectacular world for my own. I shaped the Red Gardens into my beautiful playground. A place that was exclusively mine to shape. No one could take this from me. I admit that in my younger years I sought the expansion of my red gardens, seeking land that I could steal, but it never seemed to stick. I simply claimed one of the largest land masses in the Mirror World.
In one of my attempts of conquest, I found something more interesting to take then a simply piece of land. There was a man, who captured my heart, just as much as I sought to take his for my own. We put aside petty fighting and found love in the mere moments of time we had together. We thought even about marriage, her, the King of my Heart, to rule at my side as we expanded my Red Gardens, and changed them into something else. Something more beautiful and regal. Maybe even a color change was necessary, but my love was not meant to be. He left me at the altar, never to be heard from again. Whether he died, or simply left me I still have not figured out but he left me with a son. An heir to my kingdom that he would never know existed. I felt betrayed, and can not say that I did not take my rage out on those who were found to be easy targets for my anger.
I raised my son, The Prince of Hearts after his father, in a manner that would see him to grow into a gentleman. I gave him anything he desired, even sharing a corner of my kingdom with him, to train him how to rule. And how did he repay me? He turned his back on me the second he felt old wise, and entitled enough to do so! How cruel he was to act in such a manner! I gave him everything a mother could give, and he abandoned me for the horrid mortal world. I was angered. I hated the horrid betrayal he had committed, but what was I to do about it? I could not very well go and fetch him to bring him home. No. I had to wait, to maintain the Mirror Realm! My departure would leave the Mirror Kingdom to ruins. It would unravel the very fabric that existed to hold everything together!
I sought to find his presence, dabbling in magic that was beyond anything I should have ever attempted. It backfired upon me, cursing me, just because I tried to find someone out of my reach. I became forced to age a full cycle every day, meaning when I go to sleep, I am old and ancient, but when I rise in the morning, I am but a new born babe. this of course, is trying on my kingdom, but I have learned to deal with the implications of my actions. When I did indeed find my son, he had committed the largest of sings, torturing a poor mortal from her normal shape into something that should not have existed. A living doll. One that would not age. Perhaps it was not a punishment for looking after my son, but the punishment for his bending the laws of order for Mirror and Mortal realm. His child, frozen in an age forever, while I was forced to age all throughout my day, never enjoying an age for longer then a few hours.
Of course, it was not the child's fault for my son's transgressions. I love her, just as I would a granddaughter that had come from his loins. I would not deny this child anything, and found her a spot in the Mirror World to call her own. Of course, the Queen of Living dolls deserved her own space, and she would have it as I could give it to her. And why I dote upon her, living her completely, we have found our existence to be enough. I have not sought to destroy or languish power from any kingdom. I've simply retained what kingdom I had, watching through the mirror for my next chance to view an Alice, and discuss the possibilities for the future of the Mirror World.
What, if any, are my relations? The Queen of Living Dolls (Arsenic) is my granddaughter, The Prince of Hearts is my Son
What do I crave? Tea, Crumpets, Order, Company, Proper outfitting for occasions and gender
What do I detest?That silly phrase "Off with their Heads", Dissidence in my kingdom, White Roses, Theft, Liars
Where does my power come from? Why, I feed off anxiety and nightmares of course. Things that humans do not tend to miss. I draw them through as they gaze into mirrors, and give them peace of mind, despite how awful everyone thinks I am. I also take unwanted and lost trinkets. If they go missing, it is almost guaranteed that I will end up with it in my possession in my treasure trove.
Why am I special? I am not an Alice. I have nothing for this category of course! Although, if you bring me an Alice, I may give you a reward.
