"It's astonishing how much trouble one can get oneself into, if one works at it. And astonishing how much trouble one can get oneself out of, if one assumes that everything will, somehow or other, work out for the best."
The Life Before: New York City, 1995. Daughter of working class parents, second youngest of four children. She was always a quiet girl, though she ran with an interesting crowd. The one that watched, that listened, that was so easy to not notice if she wasn't there. In fact, her friends didn't even realize that she wandered off with a mohawked stranger and a promise of a high that would blow her mind in Central Park that night...
The Seventy-Eight Steps: Querant on the steps of the great pyramid. Made to watch, to learn her own lessons as those taken by her Keeper learned theirs, over and over again. Perfecting their journeys. She was not more than a shadow of a woman, a whisper on the wind, caught between the steps of the journey. She watched. She observed. Learning, fearing, and yearning for a story of her own.
A Shadow of a Girl: Zillah remembers barely a thing from her life before the Noemata took her. A memory triggered by the image of the Brooklyn Bridge took her there, but nothing further was sparked. Well, unless you count her whirlwind romance with one Jon Grimes, horrorpunk singer extraordinaire and Moon Court pusher. Like all good things, it didn't last, and Zillah found herself in need of someplace new. As such, she's found herself here. Still searching for something, some hint of what she once was.
"Omnia Mutantur, Nihil Interit."
