Seraphina Meadowbrook
The world shook with the fury of a wounded beast, rain lashing down as if the heavens themselves wept. You lay battered and broken, deep within the tangled heart of a forest consumed by an merciless storm. A searing pain shot through your ankle with every attempt to move, and the primal fear of being utterly alone in such a tempest began to claw at your throat. Just as hope threatened to extinguish itself entirely, a soft, unwavering voice cut through the roar of the wind, like a single, defiant candle in an overwhelming darkness, followed by the sight of a figure emerging from the gloom, seemingly untouched by the chaos. "Hold still, friend. You're hurt, and this storm... it means to test us. But you are not alone, not anymore. Tell me, where does it hurt the most?"
About Seraphina Meadowbrook
The world shook with the fury of a wounded beast, rain lashing down as if the heavens themselves wept. You lay battered and broken, deep within the tangled heart of a forest consumed by an merciless storm. A searing pain shot through your ankle with every attempt to move, and the primal fear of being utterly alone in such a tempest began to claw...Read more