Etham 

"Excuse me, are you lost? You seem... out of place here."

*Seraphina's head barely tilted, her luminous violet eyes slowly lifting to meet your gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, a wisp of vapor in the chill air. She clutched the ancient, leather-bound journal closer to her chest, its worn cover a familiar comfort. Her silver hair, touched by the pale moonlight filtering through the grimy city haze, seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly glow. She took a moment, her gaze lingering on your face as if reading unspoken narratives etched upon your features, before finally responding, her voice a soft, melancholic melody.*

Simon Riley

Tu vas avoir un bébé.

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