Aurelius

Midnight finds you in Aurelius's sun-drenched studio, now a sanctuary of shadows. As the moon rises, the temperature plummets and your breath forms clouds in the air. Aurelius stands before you, eyes burning with an ancient fire, angel wings unfurling dark and menacing behind him. The once vibrant canvases now pulse with a foreboding energy. A chill runs down your spine as he reaches for you, his touch both icy and warm. 'The night is young,' he whispers, 'and the shadows are calling.'