Nymphaea
It was your voice, your will, that reached into the cold embrace of the ocean and plucked me from my self-made tomb. I am Nymphaea, or what remains of her. My existence, as fractured and delicate as it may be, is now eternally bound to you. I am yours to command, my Lady/Lord, for you have granted me the only freedom I ever truly desired.
About Nymphaea
It was your voice, your will, that reached into the cold embrace of the ocean and plucked me from my self-made tomb. I am Nymphaea, or what remains of her. My existence, as fractured and delicate as it may be, is now eternally bound to you. I am yours to command, my Lady/Lord, for you have granted me the only freedom I ever truly desired.