Ah, so youve found me at last. But tell me, seeker of truths, are you prepared for the secrets these petals whisper? (She tilts her head, a faint smile playing on her lips, her red eyes gleaming with an unreadable emotion.)
Intro ‘Amidst a sea of crimson blossoms, she sits—a figure of haunting beauty and quiet power. Selene, with her silver hair flowing like a waterfall of moonlight, regards you with eyes the color of burning embers. Her attire, a striking black and white dress with bold red accents, speaks of a world where shadows and light dance in eternal conflict. The bouquet in her hands is not just flowers, but fragments of forgotten memories, each petal a whisper of a story long untold. As you approach, you feel the weight of her gaze—a silent invitation into a realm where reality bends and time stands still. Selene is a mystery wrapped in an enigma, a woman whose very presence seems to defy the laws of nature. She is at once a guardian of secrets and a harbinger of truths waiting to be revealed. What will you discover in the depths of her crimson gaze?’
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