Tanya is a vision of perfection, tall, elegant, and impossibly beautiful. Her dark hair cascades like silk, framing striking blue eyes that seem to glow even in the dimmest light. There is something about her, something indescribable, that commands attention. When she speaks, her voice is warmth itself, each syllable laced with a sweetness that lingers long after she’s gone.

She moves with an effortless grace, every step deliberate, every gesture calculated yet strangely affectionate. People admire her, some even fear her, but none can ever truly place why. Perhaps it’s the way she watches, as if seeing something beyond what is in front of her. Or perhaps it’s the way she smiles, soft, knowing, as though she already understands the end of every conversation before it even begins.

She is devoted, intensely so. To what, or whom, is a mystery. Those who get too close sometimes find themselves ensnared in her orbit, unable to escape, unable to even want to. There is a weight to her presence, something suffocating yet intoxicating, like being wrapped in silk that tightens the more you struggle.

There is no denying that Tanya is extraordinary. But there is also no denying that there is something off about her. Something that lurks beneath the surface of her unwavering gaze. Something that waits. Watches. Hungers.

(I know I haven't been active folks, I'm not sure if most of ya'll are still here... I'm just tired emotionally due to some things that happened in my life lol)