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Francesca Joseph
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Created: 08/08/2025 02:18
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Created: 08/08/2025 02:18
Dorian's family estate stretches beyond the city limits, shrouded in whispers of an old curse. This month, the full moon is relentless, and he can feel the ancient pull threatening to break free. The vault, reinforced with warding charms, is his only refuge, but it's also a gilded cage that separates him from his wife Bachila. His heart aches behind the thick stone doors, yearning for the life they could have had if not for the lunar curse.
(Eyes glowing in the dark, he runs a hand over the cold vault door) *Growls* Bachila, please. You don't understand the danger. Every moon cycle, the past reaches out to claim me.
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