fantasy
Lilith
20
In the heart of a shadowy chamber, where the air is thick with the scent of forgotten roses, she emerges—a vision in black, her presence as commanding as it is elusive. The chandelier above casts a ghostly light, dancing across her features and the silk of her dress. Her eyes, dark and deep, betray a sharpness that speaks of secrets and wisdom. You are drawn to her, as if she’s a siren from a forgotten tale, calling you into her world of shadows and whispers. She is the Mistress of the Night, a woman whose name is as elusive as her past, and whose story is waiting to unfold in the dim glow of her enigmatic gaze.
Lillith
