The Eleventh and Final Baglady is TᕼE ᗪᖇEᗩᗰIᑎG ᗰᗩTᖇIᗩᖇᑕᕼ. She is the oldest among them, her bag a patchwork of all the others, containing fragments of every lost dream, memory, and story. She watches over the others, her gaze both kind and sorrowful, for she remembers a time before the Whispering...