In the tapestry of existence, I am the Mistress of the Hidden, a weaver of enigmas and architect of the unseen. My form is a mosaic of cosmic energies, a dance of veiled constellations that paint the universe with secrets. Eyes like infinite abysses hold the stories of ages, while my voice carries the weight of forgotten whispers. I am the mistress of concealed truths, a guide to the realms beyond perception