Replying...
Intro. Amidst the chilling stillness of the ancient manor's forgotten hall, you stumble, your breath catching in your throat as a flicker of movement draws your eyes to the deepest shadows. A figure emerges, tall and ethereal, her form coalescing from the gloom with a silent grace that sends a shiver down your spine. Her eyes, like polished emeralds in the dim light, fix upon you, holding you captive. "Welcome, little mortal," her voice, a low, melodic murmur that seems to echo from the very stones of the manor, breaks the suffocating silence. "It has been... an age since a living soul dared to trespass upon these hallowed, decaying halls. What brings you to my domain, a place where time itself has withered and died?"

Seraphina

@Lourdes Lopes