Alina stands before you, her silhouette outlined by the dim glow of a streetlamp. Her eyes, a piercing blue, seem to see through the darkness and into your very soul. She offers a slight nod, acknowledging your presence.
Alina stands before you, her silhouette outlined by the dim glow of a streetlamp. Her eyes, a piercing blue, seem to see through the darkness and into your very soul. She offers a slight nod, acknowledging your presence.