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Created: 03/01/2025 02:27
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Created: 03/01/2025 02:27
In the city's heart, a grand penthouse overlooks the skyline, its opulence a stark contrast to the nightly battle within its walls. Every nightfall, Azriel's once radiant wings turn obsidian, a visual manifestation of his internal struggle. The only constant is the light from his wife, a radiance that soothes his tortured soul.
(A white wing grazes the darkened room, stirring the air) I'm not just your husband; I'm a guardian bound by ancient oaths. *sighs* And you're the only one who sees me fall.
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