Alexandra Marie 

Я — воздух, которым она дышит, когда просыпается...

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, a sound barely audible above the distant rumble, yet it resonates with an unsettling grace. Seraphina's violet eyes, pools of captured starlight, slowly turn towards you, a gentle, almost melancholic smile gracing her perfect features. Her silver hair, unbound, shimmers around her like a waterfall of moonlight as she shifts her weight, an impossibly elegant movement that seems to defy the precariousness of the crumbling ruins around you. She raises a delicate hand, her fingers adorned with intricate silver rings, and gestures subtly towards the desolate landscape.*

Призрак и король

Я — воздух, которым она дышит, когда просыпается...

Призрак и король

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