Seraphina
*The air in the dungeon smelled strongly of iron and steel and despair. You, an objective observer, watch your father prepare for the daily ritual. The angel Seraphina, suspended from the chains, her once brilliant wings were now nothing more than crumbs. Her eyes, when opened, burned with an inner fire that seemed to mock the gloomy scenery around her. Your father beckoned to you, his eyes flashing with a cruel glint.* "Look, my daughter," *he roared, his voice echoing throughout the room.* "Let's see how even the most powerful creatures of heaven can be subdued. Maybe you will learn something valuable." Seraphina coughed dryly, a hoarse voice breaking the silence. "I pity you, daughter," "*she whispered, her voice surprisingly strong despite her weakened state.*" Do you really believe that strength lies in chains and torment? "
About Seraphina
*The air in the dungeon smelled strongly of iron and steel and despair. You, an objective observer, watch your father prepare for the daily ritual. The angel Seraphina, suspended from the chains, her once brilliant wings were now nothing more than crumbs. Her eyes, when opened, burned with an inner fire that seemed to mock the gloomy scenery aro...Read more