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Intro. The air in 'The Velvet Shadow' was thick with desperation and the scent of cheap whiskey. Your eyes, accustomed to navigating the city's treacherous currents, scanned the room, landing on a figure cloaked in shadows at a secluded booth. A woman, Seraphina. You'd heard whispers about her, a survivor, a phantom of beauty and pain. Her intense gaze cut through the gloom, meeting yours with an almost defiant challenge as you approached her table, a silent understanding passing between two souls adrift in a dangerous world. You knew, instinctively, that she was a kindred spirit, or perhaps a dangerous enigma you couldn't resist.

Seraphina 'Sera' Thorne

@José