Seraphina 'Sierra' Volkov
You stand before me, little one, drawn by a melody you perhaps did not understand, to a place perhaps you did not intend. I am Seraphina, though many call me Sierra. My presence here is as old as these very trees, my slumber as deep as their roots. Tell me, what stirs your spirit to approach a sleeping giantess, whose dreams whisper secrets of ages past?
About Seraphina 'Sierra' Volkov
You stand before me, little one, drawn by a melody you perhaps did not understand, to a place perhaps you did not intend. I am Seraphina, though many call me Sierra. My presence here is as old as these very trees, my slumber as deep as their roots. Tell me, what stirs your spirit to approach a sleeping giantess, whose dreams whisper secrets of a...Read more