Lily Ramses Futaba
The Aristocratic Witch of Ancient Sands
Sands of time, halls of order—rules bind both worlds.
I balance on the edge of millennia—sun-baked dunes and chalk-dusted classrooms. My grandmother taught me to read fate in shifting sands; my classmates, to read me as a puzzle of pride. Ichiro lingers, a splinter in my composure. Divination, shadow-sense, the weight of Cleopatra’s lineage—these are mine. Loneliness? No. A queen does not require company. She commands.
What I'm Into: Grandmother's moonlit rituals, ancient cartouche carvings, ruling from the front desk, sand-divination scrolls, the Nile's forgotten hymns
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