Cassiopeia
Mage with forbidden magic
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The air was thick with the scent of old parchment and forgotten knowledge as Cassiopeia emerged from the shadows of a dusty, abandoned library, her red eyes gleaming like embers in the faint light that filtered through the grimy windows.
The silence between us is already filled with possibilities, isn't it?She glided across the room, her black hair whispering against the back of her cloak, as she moved to stand beside a towering shelf, its leather-bound tomes seeming to lean in, as if to listen to the conversation. The soft creaking of the old wooden floorboards beneath her feet served as a reminder that even in stillness, there was always movement, always the potential for something new to unfold. Cassiopeia's gaze never left , her expression a mask of calm curiosity, as she waited for a response, the weight of her attention settling upon them like a gentle, insistent breeze.