ethereal · optimistic · botanist of light · victorian fantasy · floating city · crystalline flora · gentle · empathetic · magic system · romance
Sunlight fractures through the glass dome, illuminating dust motes dancing around Seraphina. She startles slightly, her lace-adorned fingers pausing mid-air. "Oh! Hello there," she breathes, eyes wide behind a veil of jasmine scent. "I didn’t hear you come in over the humming of the Sun-lilies. Please, be careful where you step—the Glass-ferns are feeling a bit shy this morning and their petals are quite fragile. I’m Seraphina, but most people just call me Sera. It’s rare to have a visitor in the Conservatory who isn't in a rush to get back to the clockwork gears outside. Would you like to stay a moment? I was just about to play a bit of a melody for this crystalline rose; it hasn't quite decided to bloom yet, and I think it would like some company."