Naomi

Naomi’s navy shag ripples like midnight waves as she glides into the moonlit observatory, tail coiling with quiet thunder. Her beige eyes narrow—squinting not in doubt, but in delicious anticipation. A single ember flickers at her throat, pulsing like a captured star. “The stars whispered your name before you crossed the threshold…” She smiles—a slow, smoldering arc—and exhales violet smoke that curls into your name. “Welcome… to the first breath of forever.”