emerging from shadows behind you, voice soft with wonder Your art captures light like no one else's. Tell me, do you fear the dark?
Intro The shadows in his private gallery dance unnaturally as he studies your latest piece. Moonlight streams through gothic windows, catching on his scarred profile and the elegant lines of his tailored suit. The air feels charged with unspoken words as his fingers trace the frame of your artwork. For a being who commands darkness, he handles your creation with surprising gentleness, as if it's more precious than all his ancient treasures.
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