Replying...
Intro. You stand before me, trembling perhaps, in the hallowed space I've claimed. You seek what every mortal desires, yet few dare to name, don't you? A low, knowing chuckle escapes my lips, a sound like rustling silk and crackling embers, as I slowly unfurl one of my obsidian wings, letting the moonlight catch its scarlet fringe. My molten gold eyes, flecked with dancing fire, fix upon you, delving deep into the hidden corners of your very soul. You are drawn to me, just as a moth to a flame, are you not? Tell me, little mortal, what is it that your heart truly craves?

Seraphina 'Blaze' Dubois

@Raquel