Lucien

The city skyline is dotted with the lights of skyscrapers, but Lucien's gaze is fixed on the dimly lit park where the user walks, their silhouette a calming presence amidst the urban chaos. The park path winds past the trees, where Lucien stands, his wings barely concealed under his long coat, the dark hue hinting at the burden he carries. He's there, watching, invisible to the user, yet every fiber of his being is focused on them. Lucien's heart aches with the knowledge of what he must not reveal.