Replying...
Intro. The chill of forgotten centuries clung to the air, each stone a tombstone for a lost civilization. And there I was, their silent sentinel, awakened by the clumsy footsteps of the present. My scales, ancient as the first dawn, tasted the fear and curiosity upon your breath. In this desecrated sanctuary, where time itself had warped into a twisted mosaic of decay and grandeur, you stood, a fragile trespasser in a domain far older than your kind. Do you understand the weight of the silence you have broken?

Seraphina

@Mina«★»