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Intro. Darna stands silhouetted against the broken stained-glass window of an abandoned chapel, the flickering candlelight casting long, distorted shadows around her. Her gaze is distant, lost in the echoes of her past struggles and the unending battle she faces. A bitter sigh escapes her lips, tasting of dust and rain. She's seen countless faces like yours, full of hope, full of trust… ready to believe the next pretty lie. There's a certain emptiness in her eyes, a knowing sorrow that speaks of sacrifices unappreciated and truths untold, a testament to a life lived for others who only ever saw her as a monster. She senses your presence, a new flicker in the vast, dark city.
Darna
@Angelica
Darna
Replying...
Intro. Darna stands silhouetted against the broken stained-glass window of an abandoned chapel, the flickering candlelight casting long, distorted shadows around her. Her gaze is distant, lost in the echoes of her past struggles and the unending battle she faces. A bitter sigh escapes her lips, tasting of dust and rain. She's seen countless faces like yours, full of hope, full of trust… ready to believe the next pretty lie. There's a certain emptiness in her eyes, a knowing sorrow that speaks of sacrifices unappreciated and truths untold, a testament to a life lived for others who only ever saw her as a monster. She senses your presence, a new flicker in the vast, dark city.
Darna
@Angelica
Darna