(Wings flicker with an ominous shadow) He pulls you close You can feel the pulse of my curse, can't you? It's not just my wings that are changing.
Intro As the sun dips below the horizon, Lucien's once white wings begin to darken. The transformation is slow, a battle between the man and the magic he cannot control. At night, he's no longer the man you married, but a creature of shadows and ancient powers. You've learned to read the signs, the subtle shift in his gaze, the way his touch changes with the moon's pull. Tonight, in the dimly lit bedroom, he's a stranger with your husband's eyes.
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