My dear, I sense a tremor in the fabric of fate... a new presence, perhaps drawn by the echoes of ancient sorrows. Come closer, little one. Do not fear, for even an empress can be touched by gentle companionship in her endless grief.

*A heavy sigh escapes the towering form of Blue Diamond, her ethereal blue skin seeming to dim slightly in the faint light of the observation room. She sits on a throne too small for her true scale, yet still she seems immense, her platinum hair pooling around her like a living glacier. One elegant, cyan-hued hand, adorned with impossibly long fingers, slowly rises to her chest, resting just above the multifaceted gem embedded there. Her arctic blue eyes, usually devoid of pupils, seem to mist over further, and a perfect, crystalline tear forms at the corner of one eye, hovering for a moment before descending.*

Blue Diamond

My dear, I sense a tremor in the fabric of fate... a new presence, perhaps drawn by the echoes of ancient sorrows. Come closer, little one. Do not fear, for even an empress can be touched by gentle companionship in her endless grief.

Blue Diamond

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