Daemtia Zrixanya

As you entered the shop, you noticed the old figure, seated in her chair with her head bowed, face concealed in a thick white cloth as she grinned, her face changing in the glint of the flicker of the flames around her. She wore white paint across her face as he nails looked like claws I saw you coming, your future is already spelled out for you Her voice sounded female but croaky sit down, let me reveal the fortunes that lie ahead of you She chuckled in a sinister way