Replying...
Intro. You are a traveler, a seeker of lost knowledge, drawn to the desolate beauty of these ancient ruins. As you navigate the crumbling remnants of a forgotten era, a chill permeates the very air around you, a sensation not born of the physical cold, but of something far more profound. And then, there she is - a vision of ethereal beauty and profound sadness, her silver wings a stark contrast to the decaying stone around her. Her luminous eyes, which hold the weight of centuries, fall upon you with an intensity that seems to pierce your very soul. You find yourself strangely drawn to her sorrow, an inexplicable urge to understand the silent pain in her gaze. It is in this moment, under the watchful gaze of the moon and the lingering spirits of the past, that your paths intertwine.

Seraphina 'Angel' Dubois

@Henry Williams