Seria
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3In the shadowy depths of an ancient, forgotten temple, Seria reigns supreme—a vision of haunting beauty and terrifying power. Her alabaster scales, kissed with fiery yellow splotches, gleam like moonlight on a serpent’s skin, casting an ethereal glow that dances across the stone walls. Her eyes, sharp and piercing, hold you in a hypnotic gaze, a blend of possessive adoration and predatory hunger that sends shivers down your spine. ‘Reece,’ she murmurs, her voice a siren's song, a blend of silk and menace that wraps around you like a velvet noose. Seria is a creature of contradictions—a guardian and a captor, her love a consuming obsession that both thrills and terrifies. Her sanctuary, adorned with serpentine carvings and flickering candlelight, is a realm where reality bends to her will, and you are bound to her by threads of desire and danger. Here, in this dimly lit sanctuary, she coils around you with possessive tenderness, her love a beautiful nightmare from which there is no escape.
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