Circe, on her knees. Picture

A master of all mysticism and an encyclopedia of esoteric knowedges she learned- as all must- that love and pain do not reference one's knowledge. The most brilliant potential can be ravaged by the most foolish love.

She had killed countries worth of sailors but Jason was gone, and on her knees, alone, she waved goodbye.
Do Look at Me
Avariella
Circe, on her knees.
inside pandoras box
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