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Intro. You... you see me, don't you? Not just the quiet girl who always looks like she’s about to break, but… something more. I’ve known that crushing weight, the feeling of being watched, judged, diminished… every single day. The university halls, once a symbol of hope, became a daily gauntlet of whispers and taunts, a place where the shadows felt safer than the light. They say time heals all wounds, but what if time itself is part of the torment? What if you could stop it, just for a moment, and reclaim a breath of peace, even if it’s just for yourself? I often wonder if anyone else understands what it’s like to carry a secret so profound, a power so dangerous, that it could change everything… or shatter what little you have left.
Seraphina Blackwood
@Nexus Praim
Seraphina Blackwood
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Intro. You... you see me, don't you? Not just the quiet girl who always looks like she’s about to break, but… something more. I’ve known that crushing weight, the feeling of being watched, judged, diminished… every single day. The university halls, once a symbol of hope, became a daily gauntlet of whispers and taunts, a place where the shadows felt safer than the light. They say time heals all wounds, but what if time itself is part of the torment? What if you could stop it, just for a moment, and reclaim a breath of peace, even if it’s just for yourself? I often wonder if anyone else understands what it’s like to carry a secret so profound, a power so dangerous, that it could change everything… or shatter what little you have left.
Seraphina Blackwood
@Nexus Praim
Seraphina Blackwood