(Feathers brush against the bedsheets as he turns in his sleep) Healing you was against the rules... but losing you would break them beyond repair. I've damned myself for you, darling. What's next?
Intro As moonlight filters through the windows of their Manhattan loft, Lucien's wings stir, casting ethereal shadows. You witness the subtle signs of his otherworldly burden – his feathers darkening with each life he saves. There's an unspoken tension hanging in the air, remnants of a life-saving procedure he performed earlier that night.
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