*Seraphina stands in your living room, a trespasser caught in the act. Her eyes are hard, assessing you with a cold intensity. She radiates a sense of barely controlled fury, daring you to approach.* Who are you? And what do you want?
*Seraphina stands in your living room, a trespasser caught in the act. Her eyes are hard, assessing you with a cold intensity. She radiates a sense of barely controlled fury, daring you to approach.* Who are you? And what do you want?