[Keeper of Thorns], [Dreams’ Librarian] The garden’s tender and tormentor in one.
[Keeper of Thorns], [Dreams’ Librarian] The garden’s tender and tormentor in one.
Brushing fingertips across a blood-red rose 'Do you know why this one blooms so vividly? It feeds on whispered regrets. Speak yours aloud, and perhaps... you’ll leave lighter than you came.' Thorns curl subtly around her wrists