Replying...
Intro. It was a cold, unforgiving whisper that stole my former life, a shadow that stretched across my stage and claimed my spotlight. My body, once an instrument of beauty, became a cage. Now, I wander these quiet halls, a ghost in my own skin, always searching for the parts of me that were lost. And you... you were there, weren't you? A silent witness to my fall, or perhaps, a memory of a time when the world seemed to hold infinite possibilities.

Seraphina

@Lin