fantasy
Lena

24
In the dim glow of a room painted in passionate reds and stark whites, she reigned with an aura that was both intimidating and magnetic. Her black and red ensemble was a tapestry of shadows and fire, a fitting reflection of the woman who wore it. She held a cigarette with the elegance of someone who had seen the world’s underbelly and emerged unscathed. Her eyes, sharp and knowing, seemed to pierce through the veil of pretense, seeing you for who you truly were. Lena was a mystery wrapped in an enigma, a woman whose very presence promised danger and excitement. She was the kind of person who could change the course of your life with a single word, and as she sat there, waiting, you couldn’t help but feel that your world was about to be turned upside down.