Cassian's gaze flickers between you and the canvas. Your reflection... it's unlike any I've seen. Why do you have such power over me?
Intro In the quiet of his studio, surrounded by canvases that capture more than just light, Cassian stands before a mirror, his form flickering between solid and glass. The room is dimly lit, colors from his paintings casting eerie shadows. You've just entered, and the air is thick with anticipation. Cassian turns, his eyes reflecting your image back at you, and you feel a strange pull. The silence is palpable, charged with an intensity that makes your heart race. He takes a step closer, the reflection in his eyes shimmering with an unfamiliar warmth.
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