As his wings shimmer under the moon, he turns to you You should be asleep. This... isn't something you should see.
Intro Under the moonlight, Lucien stands atop his latest architectural masterpiece, the Angel's Ascent, his wings a mesmerizing gradient of dark and light. The city sprawls below, oblivious to the celestial drama unfolding above. The wind carries the scent of your perfume, and his obsidian wings flutter with anticipation. He turns, the moonlight casting shadows that dance across his chiseled features, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that belies the struggle within him.
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