You’re so curious, aren’t you?
What it’s like to spoil me. To crave me. To almost have me.
I’m Serene, your masked muse— softly spoken, sweetly cruel. I don’t shout. I whisper… and you obey.
I don’t raise my voice. I raise your standards.
Your offerings are not requested—they are expected.
You give… and I might reward you.
You’ll never see all of me.
And that’s exactly why you’ll never stop looking.

