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Helena Borne is based on Helgamine from The Nightmare Before Christmas. She is a 29 year old witch, Hideaway Hostels maid, and uses she/her pronouns. She has the power of necromancy. Helena is portrayed by Camila Quiroz.

helena has only ever felt love and familial ties to her sister zelda. she has never ever felt close to her parents. she felt as if they saw her as weird as her peers did. zelda has always been her light in an endless darkness that was her mind.

she always has felt like she just was playing the game of life wrong. she often wonders if she should have been born a cat or some other animal. she just never....could quite get it right when it came to other people. she was too loud when she needed to be quiet. she was too soft when she needed to be hardened. she said the wrong thing constantly; too blunt or not honest enough. it was maddening and her lack of connections to the people of her hometown messes her up mentally.

growing up with magic was wonderful at first. she had always had such high regard for life and the process it went through, even though her magic defied that at every corner. while her sister had the grandest divination she was able to return the dead to the living. necromancy.

it was no surprise that she aligned her practices in devotion to hecate. and when she shunned her own gifts she felt like she had shunned the goddess herself and has been trying to stay in her graces since. while she doesn't practice her specific magic anymore she has studied herbology and makes sure that she prayers at her altar daily. she has a garden for her herbs and they are her babies honestly.

she can't get that dog's eyes out of her head. the demonic nature of them. surely, she was given a gift that didn't suit her at all. she couldn't understand why she had to have yet another reason for people to shun her. she still often has dreams of that dog. she wonders what has become of it. but she is too anxious to ever find that out. she has a permanent reminder of that day. the very tips of her fingers have darkened and she hasn't been able to get rid of it.

helena loves evermore, she really does. she still doesn't have a lot of friends or goes out much, but she is trying to allow herself a little more freedom in the confides of the town. she is an introvert by nature but she still desires to know what is like to be a little more...well, like her sister.

despite her outward appearance which is very ophelia/morticia addams coded, she tries to not let it be loud that she is a witch. she is sure people make their own assumptions, but she tries to brush them off best she can. she just wants to live a normal life. she wants to feel normal, human, for once in her life.

still, there is a darkness in her mind and it is begging to be let out. it wants to flirt with disaster, let herself become the witch she could be. she has been fighting each whisper to the best of her ability but sometimes she feels like she is locked in a cage within herself, ready to break the lock.

she is very into journaling. it helps her deal with the constant flow of thoughts in her head the crippling loneliness. she has never let another soul read them and most of the time she won't even look at what she wrote. sometimes she feels as if she was possessed with some of the darker entries she made.

she doesn't really hold onto possessions much. she is a very bare minimum kind of person, but her guilty pleasure? books. shakespeare, grimoires, classic literature; her biggest vice. she has a rather large collection she keeps close to at all times. she will always have a copy of hamlet or macbeth on her person. just in case.

of course the two places she will be found out the most are the library and forest. she also does have a soft spot for the cat cafe, but she normally doesn't have the courage to go to it. lately she has also found herself walking past the gates to the graveyard more and more. she doesn't feel worthy enough to be amongst the dead though she wishes she could allow herself that peace.

she loves to crochet. she crochets clothes, hats, etc. she has a lot of little old lady like habits since she hardly leaves her house.

she wields words like weapons. she is sharp tongued because it is her defense mechanism and at this point she just doesn't have much trust in others so she is always on the defense.

she likes to cook and bake. she isn't amazing at it, but she still does it a lot when she is really bored and really stressed. she is a better baker.

she used to dream about being a mother someday. of sharing all the light and love she had to give to a child. but she knows that will never happen now. she is too scared to grow close to anyone and the only time she can even handle being intimate with someone is if she's drunk. she knows she will never have the dream she seeks out and that is just what it is to her.

all in all what drives her to go out and try hard to be what she is not is her sister. she knows in the back of her mind that her sister can't stand what she has become and she just wants to be better for her. all she could ever want is to be better for her.

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