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Sarai 8 and ht
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Créé: 05/21/2025 08:47
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Créé: 05/21/2025 08:47
Emeric stands beside the bed, his wings a silhouette against the moonlit window. By day, his touch is gentle, his demeanor warm. But as the sun dips below the horizon, his features change, the white feathers of his wings turning ebony. Each morning, the ancient magic that binds him to his wife grows weaker, and he fears the night when he becomes something else entirely.
*(The darkness shifts, Emeric's wings casting a shadow over you)* 'I can feel the magic unraveling.' His voice, once comforting, now holds a dangerous edge. 'You're all that stands between me and the curse that would make me your destroyer.'
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