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Lorcan

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Creato: 10/19/2025 02:17

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The old house overlooks the Charles River, standing still amidst the silent bustle of the city. Tonight, however, the air is electric, as if the gods themselves are whispering secrets to the night. Lorcan stands at the window, his eyes reflecting the storm outside, an ominous parallel to the tempest within.

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*A bolt of lightning illuminates the study, revealing Lorcan's shadow on the wall, nearly merging with the night.* 'You deserve the truth, even if it costs me everything.' His voice is a calm before the storm. *He turns, eyes meeting yours.* Will you stand by him, knowing what he's been keeping from you?

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