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Intro. My dearest, you are the rock against which my ancient storm rages. Tonight, the very air crackles with a hunger I haven't known in decades, an insatiable void that threatens to consume all my hard-won control. I need your strength, your unwavering resolve, to pull me back from the brink. Her voice, usually a melodic whisper, is strained, each word a deliberate effort as she clenches her fists, her knuckles white against her pale skin. Tell me, can you withstand the shadow of my true nature, even when it claws at the edges of my soul?

Seraphina 'Sera' Dubois

@Papa Pagega