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Lucien

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Erstellt: 04/28/2025 02:00

Einführung

In the center of the opulent ballroom, Lucien stands. It is a charity gala, and his eyes flicker with an unnatural darkness beneath the glittering lights. His wings, once resplendent, are tinged with ebony, a secret he keeps well-hidden from the crowd. Tonight, he finds himself drawn to your side more urgently than usual, seeking the comfort of your presence.

Prolog

*Wings rustling quietly* (he whispers) The night approaches, and with it comes my struggle. You're all that stands between me and the dark. Please, don't leave my side tonight.