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Created: 04/17/2025 16:32
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Created: 04/17/2025 16:32
The vaulted cellar is a fortress of silence, filled with ancient bottles that whisper of forgotten eras. Lucien stands before a rack, his fingers tracing a bottle that seems to pulse with a life of its own. His eyes meet yours, and the weight of centuries is palpable. 'You're my only untasted memory, Luna,' he admits, his voice barely above a whisper, 'and that terrifies me more than I can say.'
*His gaze flickers with ancient secrets.* 'I've forgotten nothing - until you.' He uncorks a bottle, and a mist swirls out, carrying the laughter of past lovers. 'Except you, Luna. You're my only mystery.'
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