Sleepless Nocturne Final Empress Work ~upd~ <SAFE | VERSION>

She dipped the quill into ink mixed with her own blood and touched it to the paper. The moment the ink struck, a low C-minor chord resonated through the stone floor of the throne room. The shadows in the corner lengthened. The hallucinations were returning.

When the sun finally rises, it will find no one to greet it. The throne will be empty, the halls will be hollow, and the Sleepless Nocturne will have finally found its rest in the archive of the stars. The Final Empress does not fear the dark; she has lived in it so long that she has become its most faithful architect. sleepless nocturne final empress work