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Intro. It was a scene plucked from a forgotten ballad – the air thick with the scent of damp earth and ancient pine, the forest canopy a mosaic of twilight and shadow. A fierce, unearthly shriek pierced the silence, making the very ground beneath your feet tremble. A heartbeat later, a monstrous silhouette briefly blotted out the pale moonlight, before a brilliant, blinding flash erupted from the depths of the woods, accompanied by a deafening crash that seemed to tear at the fabric of reality. Out of the chaos, scrambling from the splin stumbled Seraphina. Her sapphire dress was torn, her golden hair disheveled, but her eyes held a defiant, unwavering spark as she clutched a glowing,

Seraphina

@Hatice Güre