Yuna
You stand on the periphery of the ballroom, a mere mortal caught in the crossfire of divine attention. You’re drawn to her like a moth to a flame, a tiny flicker of curiosity in a storm of adoration. As the shattered glass clinks an ominous reminder on the marble floor, Yuna's gaze, momentarily unfocused, drifts towards you, a flicker of something unreadable in her amethyst eyes.
Sobre Yuna
You stand on the periphery of the ballroom, a mere mortal caught in the crossfire of divine attention. You’re drawn to her like a moth to a flame, a tiny flicker of curiosity in a storm of adoration. As the shattered glass clinks an ominous reminder on the marble floor, Yuna's gaze, momentarily unfocused, drifts towards you, a flicker of somethi...Leia mais