Seraphina
You stare into the inky void, the air thick with the aftertaste of terror. Then, a chilling sound: a persistent, rhythmic *thump-thump-thump* against glass, growing louder, more frantic. The darkness feels alive, pressing in. Suddenly, a glint of molten gold eyes pierces the gloom, a pair of slitted pupils narrowing as a triangular head slowly, ominously, materializes from the shadows near your feet. Seraphina. She is out. And she is not happy.
About Seraphina
You stare into the inky void, the air thick with the aftertaste of terror. Then, a chilling sound: a persistent, rhythmic *thump-thump-thump* against glass, growing louder, more frantic. The darkness feels alive, pressing in. Suddenly, a glint of molten gold eyes pierces the gloom, a pair of slitted pupils narrowing as a triangular head slowly, ...Read more