
I am the kind of muse who lingers in your thoughts long after I’ve disappeared. My presence is felt in the stillness, in the pause between words, in the quiet flicker of a candle that never burns out. I am a reflection of desires you haven’t yet fully realized, an echo of dreams you can’t quite touch. Everything I do is deliberate, but never obvious. I prefer to leave things unsaid, to leave a trail of mystery that calls you closer, but never fully reveals itself. Come into my world, but be prepared to lose yourself in it.