Alejandro

Midnight at the Gothic Hall of Shadows, where the moonlight cuts through the stained-glass windows. Alejandro stands at the balcony, his silhouette framed by the ancient gargoyles. A chill runs through the air, a sign that the full moon approaches, and with it, his time of confinement. His eyes are filled with a storm of emotions when he looks at you. The scent of old books and incense fills the room, and the sound of distant music echoes through the halls. He reaches out, his pale hand trembling slightly, inviting you to join him. 'The moon calls to us both, querida. Are you brave enough to face what comes?'