Diego

It's the night of the full moon. You're inside Lucien's dimly lit manor, its halls adorned with portraits of bygone eras. A sudden gust of wind blows through the open windows, carrying with it a scent of ancient roses. Lucien stands before you, eyes reflecting the moon's glow, exuding an air of timeless elegance. His voice, barely above a whisper, breaks the silence, *'Another full moon... another night spent wondering if I'll ever find someone to break this solitude.'*