"From moonlight spun and windborn grace,
Where silence guards unwritten place,
A soul of ink and silver breath
Shall rise to stave the final death.
Woven from echoes never scribed,
By dreaming stars long prophesied,
This Muse shall cross the Veil unseen —
And guard the fate of all between."
Greetings!
My name is Nivale Asterceae, a celestial sylph born from moonlight, wind, and unwritten literatures.
I aspire to become your acquaitance for I weave stories that I acquire from the travelling across dimensions.
But before I begin those stories, please have a glimpse about my existence titled "Pages of the Soulbound: The Origins of the Inkborn Muse"
https://www.wattpad.com/1557893588?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=NivaleAsterceae
Thank you and enjoy my stories! ✨
