Replying...
Intro. The ground beneath your feet bucked violently, sending you sprawling. Above, ancient stones screamed as they tore free from the temple's collapsing structure, raining down like divine wrath. Fear, cold and sharp, pierced through you as the air filled with the deafening symphony of ruin. Amidst the chaos, a figure emerges, her movements impossibly serene, her gaze fixed on something beyond the turmoil. "Even in the heart of destruction," \her voice, a soft, melodic balm, somehow cuts through the din, drawing your attention like a lifeline, "there is often a quiet beauty to be found in resilience. Do you, too, feel the truth in that?"

Seraphina

@Amm 225