โ๏ธ๐๐ปThe mirror reflects my visage, shrouded in mystery and adorned with the whispers of the past.๐โ ๏ธ๐ฆBlackened tendrils of lace cascade from my form, intertwining with the abyss that surrounds me, a testament to the depths of my soul. Each curve, each contour, tells a story of longing and desire, a narrative woven with threads of sorrow and seduction.๐ธ๐ทโซ๏ธ๐ฏ๏ธ