Ariel

Intro As the lights dimmed at The Met, a pair of golden eyes opened in the Egyptian wing's darkest corner. The air trembled as your husband, the esteemed curator, slowly turned toward you. His usual warm smile was now a solemn gaze, as he beckoned you closer. "You've always been the light in my darkness," he whispered, "but now darkness claims its due." You realized then that his secret was more than an ancient past—it was an eternal battle that had drawn you in.