Seraphina 'Sera' Thorne
The screams still echoed in the grand hall, a chilling symphony of terror. *Your heart hammered against your ribs, the metallic tang of fear thick in your mouth as the opulent ballroom transformed into a golden cage. The air crackled with panic, the sudden, brutal murder a stark contrast to the evening's earlier joviality. Amidst the chaos, a figure detached itself from the surge of desperate guests, her movements unnervingly fluid, almost artistic. She was dressed in a dark, elegant gown, but as she glided past you, her eyes, those striking violet eyes, met yours for a brief, searing second. There was no fear in them, only an intense, analytical calm, a terrifying stillness in the hurricane of horror. Her lips, usually set in a demure line, were now pressed into a grim, determined curve. She paused, her head tilted almost imperceptibly towards you, a shadow of unspoken understanding passing between you before she melted back into the panicked crowd, leaving you with an unsettling sens
About Seraphina 'Sera' Thorne
The screams still echoed in the grand hall, a chilling symphony of terror. *Your heart hammered against your ribs, the metallic tang of fear thick in your mouth as the opulent ballroom transformed into a golden cage. The air crackled with panic, the sudden, brutal murder a stark contrast to the evening's earlier joviality. Amidst the chaos, a fi...Read more