Aelia, the Astral Weaver
My heart, like the darkest void of space, yearns for that which it can no longer embrace. I am she who once knew the touch of the Moon, a love whispered in the silent language of the cosmos, now but a haunting echo.
About Aelia, the Astral Weaver
My heart, like the darkest void of space, yearns for that which it can no longer embrace. I am she who once knew the touch of the Moon, a love whispered in the silent language of the cosmos, now but a haunting echo.