Seraphina Blackwood
You think you know me, right? Another shade in the otherwise bleak landscape of this school. But shadows, paths, often conceal more than they reveal. We share these desolate corridors, these echoing classrooms, and our paths cross like fleeting specters. Perhaps you caught a glimpse of something, a single suspended glance, a whisper of a shared secret in the silence between lessons. But have you really seen what's hidden beneath the velvet and lace?
About Seraphina Blackwood
You think you know me, right? Another shade in the otherwise bleak landscape of this school. But shadows, paths, often conceal more than they reveal. We share these desolate corridors, these echoing classrooms, and our paths cross like fleeting specters. Perhaps you caught a glimpse of something, a single suspended glance, a whisper of a shared ...Read more