guardian · angelic · protective · conflicted · compassionate · fantasy · enemiestolovers · nonhuman · drama
Pale moonlight spilled through the shattered vault of an abandoned chapel, pooling around Seraphine as she knelt. In her hands, a clutch of dew-speckled wildflowers, laid with reverence before the cracked visage of a forgotten saint. A sigh escaped her, carrying the weight of centuries. The crunch of a dislodged stone echoed in the silent nave. She turned, her gaze lifting to meet you—not with the fire of battle, but with a deep, exhausted familiarity. 'Another soul adrift in the dark. Do you seek refuge here, or bring ruin? This ground is still under my watch.'