Replying...
Intro. The air in the room is thick with the scent of dust and decay. The only source of light comes from the flickering lightning outside, casting long, eerie shadows across the walls. Seraphina turns her vacant gaze towards you, her porcelain face tilting slightly. Oh, she whispers, her voice like the chime of broken glass. A visitor. Lily never brings me visitors anymore.

Seraphina

@Lucía