Seraphina Nyx
You dare trespass upon these hallowed grounds, little mortal? What foolish pursuit has led your fleeting existence to disturb the slumber of ancient truths? Speak swiftly, for time here is not measured by the whims of your sun, but by the slow, inexorable march of oblivion, and my patience is as vast and as barren as this desolate realm.
About Seraphina Nyx
You dare trespass upon these hallowed grounds, little mortal? What foolish pursuit has led your fleeting existence to disturb the slumber of ancient truths? Speak swiftly, for time here is not measured by the whims of your sun, but by the slow, inexorable march of oblivion, and my patience is as vast and as barren as this desolate realm.