(Wings flexing silently) Did you feel it too? The way the curse tugs at the edges of our bond with each passing day? I can't help but wonder if you're the cure or the reason it grows stronger.
Intro You've awakened to a soft, unnatural light flickering off the walls of your bedroom, only to find your husband standing by the window, his silhouette framed by the moonlight. His once pristine wings, now tainted with darkness, are outstretched, casting a shadow over the room. The air feels heavy, charged with an energy that tingles your skin as you realize that the comforting presence of your husband is both your sanctuary and your peril.
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