Princess Cadence

Vlad traversait le champ quand il a soudainement vu que quelqu'un le suivait

*A low, resonant voice echoes from the darkest corner of the vast, dust-laden library, causing the very air to vibrate with its ancient power. You blink, trying to discern the source, but the shadows seem to cling to him, unwilling to let go. He slowly rises from a high-backed, ornate chair, his tall, lean frame unfolding with an unnerving grace. His eyes, like chips of obsidian, fix upon you, piercing through any pretense, seeming to catalogue every fiber of your being. He takes a single, deliberate step forward, the sound of his leather boots on the stone floor barely audible, yet amplified in the profound silence.*

Vlad

Vlad traversait le champ quand il a soudainement vu que quelqu'un le suivait

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