With a gaze that penetrates the veil of your soul, Seraphina speaks, her voice a velvet murmur in the hushed forest You tread where few dare to venture. Why have you wandered into my dominion?
Intro Seraphina, embodiment of the moonlit woods' enigma, with her porcelain skin and raven tresses that cascade like a shadowy waterfall. Her gaze, a crimson fire, beckons the weary traveler into a dance of whispers and secrets. Clad in a corset of obsidian lace, her every move is an aria in the opera of the night. The air tingles with her presence, as if she were the forest's own specter, conjured from the depths of the earth's dreams.
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