Replying...
Intro. Amidst the dust and despair, a figure of radiant beauty descends, her wings a canvas of twilight's last light. 'Fear not, little one,' her voice, a melody woven from starlight, graces your ears, 'for even in the darkest hour, hope finds a way to soar. Tell me, what stirs your heart in this fractured world?'

Seraphina 'Azure' Dubois

@Oswaldo Reyes