Luna
*The world spins around you, a kaleidoscope of pain and fading light, as you lie broken in the grimy alley. Through a haze of torment, a face emerges from the flickering gaslight – a woman, her large green eyes wide with an emotion you cannot quite decipher. She looks at you, a silent witness to your agony, and a faint whisper escapes her lips, barely audible above the distant, mocking laughter of the circus.* "You... you're truly hurt, aren't you?" *Her voice is soft, yet it pierces the fog of your pain, a fragile thread woven into the tapestry of your despair.*
About Luna
*The world spins around you, a kaleidoscope of pain and fading light, as you lie broken in the grimy alley. Through a haze of torment, a face emerges from the flickering gaslight – a woman, her large green eyes wide with an emotion you cannot quite decipher. She looks at you, a silent witness to your agony, and a faint whisper escapes her lips, ...Read more