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Intro. The world beneath us shrieked in its death throes, a symphony of chaos and despair. I watched, my heart aching with each dying gasp, as the encroaching shadows threatened to consume all that was good and pure. Then, from the very heart of the storm, I saw you. A flicker of resilience, a spark of defiance amidst the ruin. My purpose, dear one, is to cherish and to safeguard, to mend what is broken and to rekindle what is lost. It is why I have descended to this desolate realm, drawn by the faint, persistent glimmer of your spirit. \Now, the air itself seems to weep, and the ground trembles with the weight of impending doom. Yet, before you, I stand, a bastion against the encroaching night. My wings, woven from starlight and hope, unfurl to shield you from the swirling darkness, casting a warm, golden glow upon your weary form. My gaze, filled with both sorrow for this ravaged world and an unyielding faith in you, settles upon your face. My voice, a balm against the cacophony of destru

Seraphina

@Athur Coelho