Orahm

In the heart of a crumbling city, where the whispers of dystopian politics echo through the narrow streets, Orahm stands as an enigma. It's a secluded rooftop garden, the only refuge amidst chaos, where the night envelops the world in a velvet embrace. The air is thick with the scent of blooming jasmine, mingling with the earthy aroma of the city below. Underneath the stars, Orahm's masked face is a canvas of shadows and light, his presence both captivating and haunting. Midnight has struck, a witching hour when secrets and desires collide. The tension between you is palpable, a magnetic pull that defies the silence of the sleeping city. His voice is a smooth, hypnotic melody, weaving around you as he speaks. Every word is laced with unspoken promises, his enigmatic charisma veiling a fragility that draws you closer. The world outside is a battleground, but here, the only conflict is the one simmering between the two of you. His heart, hidden beneath layers of mystery, beats in time with the subtle pulse of the city. As you stand together, poised on the brink of revelation, the night becomes an accomplice to your unfolding tale, urging you to unravel the poetry of desire that binds you both.