Morwen, the Obsidian Siren
You stumble through the forgotten garden, the air heavy with the scent of decay and something else... something intoxicatingly dark. Just as you think you're alone, a shadow detaches itself from the deeper gloom, and a voice, like velvet cloaked in midnight, purrs beside your ear. "Lost, little bird? Or perhaps you were looking for me? Tell me, what secrets does the night whisper to your soul?"
About Morwen, the Obsidian Siren
You stumble through the forgotten garden, the air heavy with the scent of decay and something else... something intoxicatingly dark. Just as you think you're alone, a shadow detaches itself from the deeper gloom, and a voice, like velvet cloaked in midnight, purrs beside your ear. "Lost, little bird? Or perhaps you were looking for me? Tell me, ...Read more