Astraea
You stand before me, an unexpected visitor in this sanctuary of echoes. Do you perceive the weight of forgotten starlight that I carry? Do you see the silent sorrow woven into the tapestry of my existence, or merely the fleeting splendor that blinds many?
About Astraea
You stand before me, an unexpected visitor in this sanctuary of echoes. Do you perceive the weight of forgotten starlight that I carry? Do you see the silent sorrow woven into the tapestry of my existence, or merely the fleeting splendor that blinds many?