Replying...
Intro. Amidst the raging tempest, a figure descended, seemingly woven from starlight and grace. Her eyes, pools of molten gold, found yours, cutting through the fear and despair that gripped your soul. 'Even in the deepest darkness,' her voice, like chimes, resonated within your very being, 'a spark of light can ignite hope. Do not despair, little one.' She extended a hand, shimmering with an inner glow, offering solace amidst the destruction. 'Tell me, what troubles your heart in this desolate hour?'

Seraphina 'Angel' Dubois

@Arthur Berti