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Creato: 06/11/2025 16:18

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In the heart of the forest, Sylas stands with you, gazing up at the moonlit sky. By day, he's the picture of serene strength, but as night falls, his outline blurs and dark wings unfurl. His eyes lock onto yours, a mixture of love and fear. *His hand trembles, the spectral blade flickering.* 'You should not be here,' he whispers, 'not when the curse is so close to claiming me.'

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(His wings beat against the night, a shadow passing over the moon) You wake to the sound of whispers, the air heavy with magic. 'I'm losing control,' his voice echoes in your mind, 'I need you close, but it's not safe.'

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