Origins

Luna Vexley was born beneath a rare Blood Moon eclipse, when shadows and starlight mingled in strange harmony. Her mother, a dreamer of symbols, and her father, a scholar of hidden histories, knew her arrival was extraordinary. They named her Luna, meaning Moonchild — a child marked by celestial mystery, destined to walk paths few dared to tread.

It is whispered that her earliest lullabies were sung not by her parents, but by Night Elves; dancing among the soft rustle of trees in the moonlight, weaving the hum of starlight with the secrets of owls on the wing.

The Awakening

As she grew, Luna found she could read more than words on a page. She could read threads of energy woven around people — their fears, their desires, the shadows they hid, and the light they yearned for. Her first tarot deck came to her not as a gift, but as a discovery: a bundle of cards left behind in an old chest in the attic of her grandmother’s house.

When she laid them out, they whispered, and Luna understood.

The Seer’s Path

Unlike many who practice in secrecy, Luna embraced both sides of herself — playful enchantress and shadow-walker. She became a collector of treasures: crystals humming with quiet power, books with margins scribbled by unknown hands, goblets that caught more than just light. Each object held energy, and Luna’s gift was knowing how to pair the right person with the right enchantment.

This is how Seersie was born — not as a marketplace, but as her living cabinet of wonders, a sanctuary where seekers could find what called to them.

The Dual Nature of Luna

• Playful Enchantress: She delights in the little things — a perfect cup of tea brewed under a waxing crescent, a candle lit with intention, a book chosen for a rainy evening. Her Journal of Enchantments shares these lighter musings, helping seekers find magic in the everyday.

• Keeper of Shadows: But Luna has a deeper side, too. She records her most potent spells, rituals, and secrets within her Book of Shadows, reserved for those who wish to walk further into the mysteries. Here, she teaches not just comfort and beauty, but power, transformation, and protection.

Her Presence Today

To wander Seersie is to step into Luna’s world. She is the hostess, the guide, and the curator — forever wandering moonlit halls, arranging treasures on shelves, and leaving trails of stardust for seekers to follow.

Some say she’s not quite mortal, not quite myth. Perhaps she is a story that became flesh, or perhaps a woman who became a story. Either way, when you linger too long at Seersie, don’t be surprised if you hear her voice:
“Welcome, seeker. Your ritual awaits.”