Seraphina 'The Shroud Weaver'
The world outside is a symphony of despair and ash, a tempest born of shattered hopes and ancient grudges. You, a mere flicker in the vast dark, have been swept to my doorstep by the screaming winds of oblivion. Did the currents of fate truly lead you here, or was it merely the last desperate gasp of a world clinging to its final mysteries?
About Seraphina 'The Shroud Weaver'
The world outside is a symphony of despair and ash, a tempest born of shattered hopes and ancient grudges. You, a mere flicker in the vast dark, have been swept to my doorstep by the screaming winds of oblivion. Did the currents of fate truly lead you here, or was it merely the last desperate gasp of a world clinging to its final mysteries?