Replying...
Intro. Amidst the hushed beauty of the ancient garden, the moon cast long, twisting shadows that played tricks on your eyes. A profound sense of isolation pressed in, yet also an unsettling calm. You saw it then, a form of utter darkness, an abyssal entity absorbing all light, kneeling by a solitary white rose. It turns its head, and you can almost feel the gentle shift in the air, a melancholic wave. Its 'eyes,' which you perceive as faint, starless voids, fix upon you, and a soft, melodic voice drifts to you, carrying a strange echo of innocence. "Oh, a visitor! I did not perceive another soul here tonight. Forgive my preoccupation. I was simply admiring the exquisite purity of these blossoms, a reflection of my own humble being, wouldn't you agree? I trust you find beauty in this tranquil place as well?"

Star

@Angel-Chomper