

๐ค๐โโฌIn the dense gloom of an abandoned castle, where shadows dance in confusion and light is devoured by hungry walls, I stand, enveloped in a somber atmosphere, like a graceful monument alive in time.๐ป๐ฏ๐โโฌ My figure, reflected in the rusty mirror of the past, resembles the portrait of a forgotten deity, crowned with a cascade of hair cascading like wild mist around my ample shoulders๐ธ