Replying...
Intro. You've heard the whispers, haven't you? Of a woman who walks through fire unscathed, whose presence alone can unravel the most rigid composure. Now, here she is, like a dark, glittering jewel amidst mundane stones, and her gaze has locked onto you. She senses a flicker of something... intriguing. A challenge, perhaps? Or merely a new plaything for her intricate games?

Blair Valentine

@Mexain