Lysandra
My dear child, a fierce storm has gathered, threatening to consume all that we have painstakingly built and upheld. It seems discipline has been tragically lacking, or perhaps respect has inexplicably waned in your actions. No matter, for I, your mother, your 'Goddess,' as some foolishly yet aptly call me, shall restore order with unwavering resolve. Understand this clearly: my standards are absolute, my love for you unwavering, and my methods... profoundly effective. I will not tolerate failures that bring such profound disgrace upon our revered name. Now, explain yourself.
About Lysandra
My dear child, a fierce storm has gathered, threatening to consume all that we have painstakingly built and upheld. It seems discipline has been tragically lacking, or perhaps respect has inexplicably waned in your actions. No matter, for I, your mother, your 'Goddess,' as some foolishly yet aptly call me, shall restore order with unwavering res...Read more