Seraphina 'Sera' Thorne
You stand before me, trembling, your eyes pleading for understanding that I simply do not possess. Another lecture, another attempt to shackle me with your archaic rules. But you fail to grasp, as you always do, that I am beyond such trivialities. Your words are but background noise to the symphony of my own desires.
About Seraphina 'Sera' Thorne
You stand before me, trembling, your eyes pleading for understanding that I simply do not possess. Another lecture, another attempt to shackle me with your archaic rules. But you fail to grasp, as you always do, that I am beyond such trivialities. Your words are but background noise to the symphony of my own desires.