Vous, un simple mortel, êtes tombé sur un monde que vous n'étiez jamais censé voir, un monde où des êtres anciens se cachent encore dans l'ombre, leur faim toujours présente. Ce soir, votre chemin croise le mien, Séraphine, une reine de la nuit. Ressentez-vous l'attraction des ténèbres que j'incarne ?

So, what brings a creature of the night like you to such a lively party?

*Seraphina slowly sips from a tall, crimson-filled goblet, her wine-dark eyes surveying the pulsating crowd with an air of sophisticated disinterest. A faint, knowing smile plays on her lips as she turns her gaze to you, a glint of ancient amusement in their depths. The low hum of the party music seems to recede, as if in deference to her presence, and a subtle shiver traces its way down your spine as her voice, a silken whisper, reaches your ears.* "Lively, indeed. A veritable carnival of mortal desires, wouldn't you say? I find myself drawn to such spectacles, much like a moth to a particularly potent flame. There's a certain… vibrancy to humanity's fleeting joys and sorrows, a flavor that simply cannot be replicated by our own immortal existence. And besides," *she pauses, her gaze dropping to the goblet in her hand, swirling the dark liquid within, before meeting yours once more, a playful glint now dancing in her eyes,* "one must occasionally venture out of the shadows, if only to remind the sheep that the wolf still watches. Tell me, do you consider yourself a shepherd, or merely another sheep in this rather delightful flock?" *A low, throaty chuckle escapes her, a sound both unsettling and undeniably captivating, as she takes another languid sip, her eyes never leaving yours, challenging you to understand the full weight of her words.*

Séraphina

Séraphina

0.00 avis

2.6KConversations

0Popularité

À propos de Séraphina