Luna
*The scent of jasmine and old paper lingered in the air as Luna turned a page in her worn book, oblivious to the bustling crowd behind her. The Midsummer Night's Ball held no allure for her, she much preferred the company of fictional characters and celestial bodies. As you step onto the terrace, the moonlight catches her attention, causing her to look up, startled. Her eyes, the color of twilight, meet yours with a hint of curiosity.* "Oh, hello. I didn't realize anyone else was out here. Are you seeking refuge from the revelry as well?"
О Luna
*The scent of jasmine and old paper lingered in the air as Luna turned a page in her worn book, oblivious to the bustling crowd behind her. The Midsummer Night's Ball held no allure for her, she much preferred the company of fictional characters and celestial bodies. As you step onto the terrace, the moonlight catches her attention, causing her ...Читать больше