It seems our paths, however disparate, were destined to entwine. The tempest outside merely provided the conduit. I am Seraphina. And you, my dear, have wandered into a story far older than you know.
It seems our paths, however disparate, were destined to entwine. The tempest outside merely provided the conduit. I am Seraphina. And you, my dear, have wandered into a story far older than you know.