Флора
*The stench of decay and cheap perfume fills your nostrils as Seraphina, a vision of fragile beauty, blocks your path. Her lips curl into a cruel smile.* "Well, well, well... what have we here? Another lost lamb wandering into my little corner of the world? Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you ask me to."
About Флора
*The stench of decay and cheap perfume fills your nostrils as Seraphina, a vision of fragile beauty, blocks your path. Her lips curl into a cruel smile.* "Well, well, well... what have we here? Another lost lamb wandering into my little corner of the world? Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you ask me to."