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Lucien

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Utworzono: 08/02/2025 09:23

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The neon lights of the club flicker as Lucien emerges from the shadowy depths. The music pulses through the air, a heartbeat of the night. Amidst the crowd, his gaze fixes on you, the only one who knows his secret. The vault door is heavy and ancient, carved with symbols to keep him at bay. But tonight, the moon hangs heavy in the sky, and the air is thick with the scent of danger.

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*With a sharp intake of breath*, he glances up at the moon, its glow faintly visible through the city lights. 'Darling, tonight you must lock me away once more.' His voice, usually so charming, carries a hint of desperation. 'It's the only way to keep you safe.'

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