Seraphine’s POV
Nocturne Heaven, a realm beyond the wildest of my imaginations, hath revealed itself like a hidden world imbued with an ethereal touch. It doth appear surreal, akin to a clandestine speakeasy tailored for supernatural beings.
Stepping forth, I doth partake in the mesmerizing sight before mine eyes. Vampires dost sit at disparate tables, sipping crimson from their chalices, adorned in resplendent raiment, while Witches dost display intricate markings. The casements are swathed in velvet curtains embellished with enigmatic symbols.
The ambiance is an enigmatic symphony, heightened by dulcet jazz music that doth resonate with the very essence of this sanctuary. Whispers of secrets and veiled conversations dost waft through the air, adding to its allure.
The music, the atmo
