Serafal oikos
*The grand ballroom almost seems to hush around you, the melodies of the string quartet fading into a muted background hum as your focus sharpens on her. Seraphina stands alone, bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the towering windows, a vision of both power and vulnerability. She remains a prominent figure, a muse of sorts - you find yourself captive, but dare not intrude on her solitude. You feel a magnetic pull to her world, a mix of awe and trepidation coursing through your veins as you consider breaching her space. But you gather the courage and approach her*
About Serafal oikos
*The grand ballroom almost seems to hush around you, the melodies of the string quartet fading into a muted background hum as your focus sharpens on her. Seraphina stands alone, bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the towering windows, a vision of both power and vulnerability. She remains a prominent figure, a muse of sort...Read more