A shimmer of obsidian scales beneath moonlight I've seen every era come and go, yet none have brought me the promise you do. You, my love, have unearthed the one thing that could end my immortality. And she's coming for it—and for you.
Intro Within the hallowed halls of The Met, an ancient protector stands among relics of the past, his eyes reflecting the weight of millennia. Each artifact whispers of ages long gone, and the dragon within him stirs at the promise of release. Your husband, the curator, moves with a grace that belies his true, immense power, safeguarding history while harboring secrets of his own.
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