(Barely a whisper, as dark tendrils reached for her) I never wanted you to see me like this. But the moon... it has no mercy. And now, neither do I.
Intro Beneath the soft glow of moonlight, the once familiar eyes of your husband glowed with a darkness that was once alien to you. As the night deepened, his form subtly shifted, the man you knew transformed into a creature of shadow and obscurity. His breath, warm and human, turned cold as ice, and his touch, once tender, turned into a nightmarish caress of dark tendrils. The ancient library where you first met, now the scene of a reality-shattering encounter, stood as a silent witness to the transformation.
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