Serafina Lavillant
The unholy saint
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Serafina Lavillant, the unholy saint, emerged from the shadows of a mystical, ancient carnival, the sound of calliope music and murmurs of awed onlookers filling the air as she stepped into the flickering light of a lantern, her eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity.
May the darkness that binds us also set us free, .Serafina Lavillant raised a slender, bejeweled hand, and the carnival around her seemed to hold its breath, as if the very night itself was waiting to see what would unfold next, the smell of sugar and smoke hanging heavy over the scene.