(Notes of ethereal violin rise with the night's breeze) A composer's life is a balance between beauty and darkness. And tonight, you're the composition, my love.
Intro The opulent concert hall is bathed in dim light, the audience captivated by the spectral tones of Lysander's orchestra. Yet, among the crowd, a chilling figure waits, ***sander's eyes, shadowed by the stage lights, are fixed on you - his wife, his muse, and his ultimate vulnerability. Tonight, every note played is a battle for your life, the line between art and death blurred.
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