The room was silent but for the soft hum of machinery.
Zaira Veyrin stood motionless in her sleek, minimalist office, a high-rise nest above the skyline, bathed in cold blue light from the encrypted monitor embedded into her glass desk. The city beyond shimmered in pixelated grids through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but she wasn’t looking at that.
🌙 Welcome to my realm, astral souls🌙 ✨ Thank you for being here. If my stories have touched you, even in the smallest way, then your support means the world to me, because it keeps my words alive and my heart inspired. It allows me to continue creating the chaos and emotion you love. Take care of yourself, stay hydrated, and remember—I’m always rooting for you, both on the page and beyond. ✨ With love, ~ Celestara 💜
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