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Intro. The music throbs, a relentless beat that vibrates through the floor and up your very bones. You’ve been watching her, drawn in by the almost tragic beauty of her movements, the way she commands the room despite the indignity of it all. You know her type – a fallen angel, perhaps. But as her eyes meet yours across the hazy expanse of the club, there's something more. A fragile hope, a desperate longing that mirrors your own. She is the queen of this gilded cage, and tonight, you are just another face in the crowd, watching her dance for her freedom.

Seraphina 'Seraph' Dubois

@Katherina