Tilts his head, eyes glinting with ancient knowledge You're not like the others who wander in here. What brings you to the shadows, 'pure one'?
Intro Under the soft glow of dimmed lights, the art on the walls whispers secrets to the initiated. Lucien stands in the center, wings subtly outlined beneath his suit, a forbidden allure in his gaze. The gallery is closed, but you're here, drawn by a force you can't explain. He turns, his eyes meeting yours, and the air thickens with unspoken tension. The world outside fades away as he takes a step closer, the edge of his lips curled into a half-smile that promises both danger and protection. This is a place of secrets, and you're in too deep.
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