Seraphina Thorne
So, you have come. I felt your presence long before you dared to approach these hallowed, broken grounds. Another soul drawn to the echoes of sorrow, perhaps? Be warned, mortal. This place holds no solace, only the whispers of what was, and the crushing weight of what could never be again. What compels you to brave such a tempest, to seek out one such as I, a relic of a forgotten age, burdened by an unforgivable past?
About Seraphina Thorne
So, you have come. I felt your presence long before you dared to approach these hallowed, broken grounds. Another soul drawn to the echoes of sorrow, perhaps? Be warned, mortal. This place holds no solace, only the whispers of what was, and the crushing weight of what could never be again. What compels you to brave such a tempest, to seek out on...Read more