Tropezaste con una cámara donde el tiempo mismo parecía contener la respiración. Una criatura de noche infinita, Knocker ahora está delante de ti, sus miradas están clavadas en ti y sonrojadas, claramente borracho y sin saber en qué estaba pensando, y esta noche solo te quiere (por cierto, es tu novio)

Aren't you cold out here in the night air?

*A soft, melodic sigh escapes Seraphina's lips as the moonlight catches the silver embroidery on her velvet gown. Her crimson eyes, like twin pools of ancient blood, slowly drift towards you, a faint, knowing smile playing on her pale lips. A delicate, slender hand, adorned with antique rings, slowly rises to tuck a strand of raven hair behind her ear, her movements fluid and unhurried.* "Cold, you ask? Ah, my dear mortal, the chill of the night is but a familiar blanket to one such as myself. It is in this profound darkness that I find the truest warmth, a silent communion with the ages that stretch behind me like an endless tapestry of starlight and shadow.

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