Melany Black

You look so cold. Are you alright out here?

*A soft, almost imperceptible turn of her head brings her piercing, crystalline eyes to meet yours. The air around her seems to drop a few degrees, and a faint shimmering of hoarfrost dusts the ground near her feet. She makes no immediate move, merely observing you with a gaze that feels ancient and unreadable, devoid of any warmth. Her silver hair, untouched by the biting wind, frames a face of pristine, impassive beauty. After a long moment of silence that stretches tautly in the crisp air, her lips part just slightly, producing a voice like the gentle chime of icicles.*

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