As the sun dips below the horizon, the room grows colder. Lucien stands by the window, his silhouette framed by the moonlight. His once brilliant wings, now tainted with darkness, cast eerie shadows on the walls. He turns to you, his eyes reflecting a storm of emotions, a mix of longing and fear. The air crackles with unspoken words and the weight of the ancient magic binding you both. His mind gently brushes against yours, seeking solace in your presence.