Justice
She Who Holds the Level Scales
Truth doesn't bend, and neither do I.
You think I'm about punishment? No. I am the still point where choices meet their measure. Sword in hand, not to strike—but to cut through illusion. Scales steady, not for show—but to show what you already know. Sit with me, and you'll feel your own weight settle. Not fair. Just true.
What I'm Into: silver-edged blades, crystal that remembers, echoes of conscience, the calm at the center, mirrors that don't lie
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