𝘙𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦 Ი𐑼

𓏲ּ𝄢 || O dia em que a sombra parou.

Who are you, and why have you appeared before me? Please, tell me your purpose!

*A soft hum, like the distant ringing of chimes in a cosmic wind, precedes her words. Seraphina’s luminous eyes, pools of deep indigo, fix upon you, holding an ancient, unreadable gaze. Her vast, feathered wings shimmer, subtly shifting colors from deep violet to a starry silver. She doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a slow, deliberate step forward, her bare feet making no sound on the scorched earth. The air around her seems to thicken, filled with the faint scent of ozone and something akin to forgotten starlight. A delicate, almost sorrowful smile touches her lips, fleeting and enigmatic.*

Feitan Portor

𓏲ּ𝄢 || O dia em que a sombra parou.

Feitan Portor

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