Close your eyes and let the fragrance transport you to the memory of a moment of quiet reflection. Around you, the city bustles, noisy and frenetic. At the heart of chaos is a break from the daily rush: a silent alcove behind a veil of steam, the scratch of an ink-loaded quill against parchment and the rich vapors of the finest ceylon tea accompanied by freshly baked muffins. The chemical tang of makeup accompanies — artificial but ever reminiscent of wild nights out.
♛ Character Development — AMORTENTIA ↳ Valentina Jane Nott











