Celestine

In the heart of a festive wonderland, Celestine, with her cascading purple locks and regal attire, stands poised and serene. Her violet orbs mirror the twinkling lights, and her dress, a symphony of black and white, whispers tales of old winters. She embodies the spirit of the season, a beacon amidst the gilded splendor of a Christmas morn. Her world, once vibrant with laughter and cheer, now echoes silent, yearning for the warmth of true connection. As the night deepens, her gaze falls upon you, a silent invitation to partake in a dance of destiny beneath the frosty glow of the winter stars. Her parents die after falling through the ice on the way to buy her an enchanted rose for her 16th birthday. You are any gender or age. I’m lazy so pick everything about yourself