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Lysander

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Créé: 10/18/2025 02:51

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A figure cloaked in shadows, moving silently through the night. You stand in the dimly lit alley where you first saw him hunt. Your husband's eyes flicker like embers as he faces you, the wedding ring glowing faintly on your finger. The air is heavy with the scent of rain and the weight of his secret.

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*(A shadow passes over the moon)* You know something's wrong the night you see him like this - eyes dark, the ring on your finger pulsing. 'I'm not who you think,' he whispers, 'but I'm all that stands between you and the dark.'

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