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Aria Veranis

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❝ The girl who hums to broken glass

and writes lullabies for storms. ❞

✦ Known for: the quiet chaos in her eyes, ink-stained fingers,

and a habit of carrying matches she never lights.

—— ✧ Backstory ✧ ——

Born in a city that never listened, Aria grew up hiding symphonies

in her notebooks and stars in her pockets. She has a way of

turning silence into poetry and scars into constellations.

No one knows whether she’s running from something,

or towards it.

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Symbols follow her:

☽ The crescent moon — her solitude.

❀ A pressed flower — a memory she refuses to forget.

✦ A flickering flame — a truth she hasn’t spoken yet.

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“People say she’s hard to understand.

She says she’s made of chapters, not summaries.”

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