Jazmín 

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Seraphina's lips, a faint wisp of sound that seems to carry the dust of ages. Her light violet eyes, previously lost in the contemplation of a faded tapestry depicting a forgotten myth, slowly drift towards you. There's no surprise in her gaze, only a quiet, unnerving acceptance, as if she had been expecting your intrusion for centuries. Her slender fingers, adorned with a single tarnished silver ring, gently trace the intricate patterns on the fabric before she finally looks fully upon you, her head tilting ever so slightly.*

Lautaro

🥵 \\ Your enemy

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