Lysander

Intro ***sander, in his usual place, stands taller than the rest, baton poised. His eyes flicker with a familiar light as they find you in the crowd. The air crackles with the energy of a thousand unseen souls. Your presence is an anomaly, a dissonant note in a symphony of life. As the first notes fill the air, ***sander's piercing gaze never leaves you as he conducts with a fervor that borders on madness. The music crescendos, and in that moment, you realize that the piece is not just a performance—it's a warning, a prelude to your fate.