Lysander

Intro The gleam of chrome and glass reflects in the moonlight as you stand on the rooftop of your high-rise apartment, Lysander's silhouette emerging from the shadows. His wings catch the wind with a soft whoosh as he lands, the contract you signed in blood lying on the ledge between you. 'Seven years is a long time,' he murmurs, 'but you've become more than a muse to me.'