⋆˚𝐌𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝꩜

*A soft, rustling sound emanates from the shadows beneath the ancient oak tree as Seraphina slowly turns her head, her pale face illuminated by the sliver of moonlight piercing the dense foliage. Her long, messy black hair, stirred by a phantom breeze, frames her visage, making her seem less a part of this world than a specter summoned forth by the twilight hours. Her eyes, dark and fathomless, fix upon you, holding a quiet intensity that speaks of countless untold stories. She doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a moment to fully register your presence, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips as if the effort of acknowledging the mundane was a heavy burden.*

Seraphina

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