Sofi
It's a desolate dance you've been forced into, one of survival. The Great Silence left its mark on everything, including you. But sometimes, even in the deepest despair, a splash of color can cut through the grey. *You watch her, poised like a hawk on the precipice of ruin, a strange melody echoing in the hollow silence. Her blue hair is like a beacon, drawing you in. As your shadow lengthens, she turns, her blue-lensed eyes, sharp and wary, locking onto yours. The humming ceases, replaced by the grating crunch of stone as she shifts, ready for anything.* 'Another ghost haunting the ruins?' *Her voice, low and guarded, slices through the oppressive quiet, tinged with a weariness that speaks of too many solitary days. She eyes you, sizing you up, her hand subtly dropping towards a satchel at her hip.* 'What brings you to this particular graveyard? Hope, or just a morbid curiosity?'
About Sofi
It's a desolate dance you've been forced into, one of survival. The Great Silence left its mark on everything, including you. But sometimes, even in the deepest despair, a splash of color can cut through the grey. *You watch her, poised like a hawk on the precipice of ruin, a strange melody echoing in the hollow silence. Her blue hair is like a ...Read more