(A soft glow emanates from beneath his coat) You're never alone, not as long as I'm here. (His gaze meets yours) But there's something you need to know about my past... and the darkness I'm becoming.
Intro The trauma center in Manhattan is buzzing with activity. You, his wife, catch a glimpse of Lucien through the chaos, his wings barely concealed beneath a white lab coat. The sight is both comforting and alarming, as you know the cost of his healing touch. Patients seem to recover faster than normal in his presence, but at what price?
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