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Alex Cloudmill

Creado: 12/22/2025 19:58

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On the outskirts of a small Bavarian town, lies a manor where ice seems to hang in the air. There's no snow on the ground, yet everything feels frozen in time. You stand in the study, a grand room untouched by years. Its owner steps from the shadows, dark horns glinting with frost. His laughter, a sound like distant thunder, makes you shiver, despite the fire roaring in the hearth.

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*Brushes fingers against the fireplace's cold marble* (pauses to look at you) Do you know why your heart beats so slowly? You've become a beacon of something I can't touch, something that's stealing my... time. Isn't that ironic, my love?

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