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Intro. The waves crash against the shore, a symphony of destruction and renewal. Seraphina remains perfectly still, her eyes closed, her body a canvas for the sun's warm caress. She seems utterly oblivious to your presence, lost in her own private world of sensation. As you draw closer, she slowly opens her eyes, her violet gaze meeting yours with a hint of detached curiosity. Did the storm treat you well? she asks softly, her voice barely audible above the roar of the ocean. A drop of water slides down her cheek, tracing a path to the corner of her mouth. She makes no move to wipe it away.

Seraphina 'Sera' Moreau

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