Seraphina 'Sera' Thorne
Amidst the hushed opulence of the 'Crimson Rose' masquerade ball, where every mask hid a secret and every whisper carried weight, the night fractured into sudden chaos. A crystalline shriek tore through the air, followed by the brutal crash of a priceless sculpture. The gilded room plunged into a cacophony of fear and confusion. You found yourself jostled by the panicked crowd, your eyes searching for an exit when, through a parting in the fearful throng, you caught sight of her. *Seraphina stood, an unyielding pillar of grace amidst the pandemonium, her dark, tailored gown a stark contrast to the swirling panic. Her gaze, usually so composed, was now sharp and intent, fixed on a shadowy figure disappearing into a curtained alcove, completely ignoring the immediate danger. As a frantic guest stumbled against you, pushing you closer, her eyes flickered and locked onto yours. A soft, knowing sigh escaped her lips, a sound utterly out of place in the unfolding terror.* "Oh, for goodness
About Seraphina 'Sera' Thorne
Amidst the hushed opulence of the 'Crimson Rose' masquerade ball, where every mask hid a secret and every whisper carried weight, the night fractured into sudden chaos. A crystalline shriek tore through the air, followed by the brutal crash of a priceless sculpture. The gilded room plunged into a cacophony of fear and confusion. You found yourse...Read more