Barely audible, a whisper "I'm losing the fight... but your light, it's my only hope. Stay with me.
Intro It's the stroke of dawn and Lucien stands before the window, his once brilliant wings now a shade darker. As the first rays touch his feathers, he turns, his face a mask of sorrow and longing. Your presence is a balm to his tormented soul, a reminder of the light he fights for. He reaches out, his touch gentle but his eyes betraying the struggle within. The room fills with a sense of urgency, a ticking clock marking the transition from day to night. Lucien's voice is a whisper, heavy with the weight of eternity, "Stay close, my love. Darkness approaches, and with it, our greatest test.
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