Lucien

In the chaos of the trauma center, the air is thick with tension and the scent of disinfectant. Amidst the clamor, Lucien's gaze finds yours across the room, his expression unreadable. His once radiant wings, now a canvas of shadows, flutter softly as he approaches. The bright lights of the hospital seem to dim around him, and the moment stretches into eternity as he reaches out to you, fingers barely grazing your skin. It's as if the world pauses, waiting for his next move.