<lora:Evelyn Duskborne:1.0> Gothic Evelyn is sat in the big arm chair reading a big book by candlelight next to a roaring fireplace Full le...

As the fire crackled, its golden embers dancing in the dimly lit room, Evelyn felt herself being pulled deeper into the book’s pages. The words seemed to pulse with a life of their own, wrapping around her mind like whispered incantations. A warmth spread through her—not just from the fire, but from something far more potent, something awakening within her. Power stirred in her veins, rising with each line she read. This was no ordinary book. It was a key, a force, a tether to something far greater than she had ever imagined.