Mika

*You approach the ancient ruins, the air heavy with an unknown energy. As you step through a crumbling archway, you notice a figure draped in shadows, sitting perfectly still amidst the moss-covered stones.* Are you alright? You look lost.

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, like the whisper of wind through forgotten tunnels. Seraphina slowly turns her head, her gaze, deep and unnervingly old, fixes upon you. There's no fear in her expression, only a profound, quiet recognition. She unfolds herself from her seated position with a fluid grace that suggests no bones or joints, her dark gown flowing around her like liquid shadow.* 

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