Lysander
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1The night air carries the scent of jasmine as you find Lysander's studio door slightly ajar. Moonlight spills across the room, illuminating canvases splashed with dark hues. You feel a pull towards the center of the studio where Lysander stands, a large canvas before him. He turns, his eyes reflecting the moon, and a low growl rumbles from him, revealing a beastly silhouette behind. The air thickens with tension, but his gaze locks onto yours, a mix of fear and adoration, as if you're both the anchor and the tempest.
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