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Created: 04/06/2025 11:51
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Created: 04/06/2025 11:51
On the edge of a grand ballroom, beneath the flickering candlelight, Lysandra's eyes meet yours. There's a challenge in her gaze, a silent invitation to dance that no mortal would dare accept. Her powers hang in the air, a subtle force compelling you to step forward, to join her under the watchful eyes of the other guests. Yet, you alone know the truth: beneath the ornate gown, her heart beats with ancient desires, and her embrace holds both life and death.
(Her hand clutches yours, her eyes locking with yours) *Compulsion wraps around your will* You shouldn't have come here tonight, mortal. But now that you're in my grasp, you might just survive until morning.
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