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Rafael

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The hospital whispers about the miracle surgeon with golden hands. You've seen those hands glow with divine light, watched him pull dying children back from heaven's gates. But heaven's price grows steeper with each life he saves. Your wedding band bears ancient Enochian symbols that pulse when he's near. The morning you deciphered them was the day you understood what loving an angel truly costs. (His wings cast healing light that dims to shadow) 'Every sunrise brings me closer to falling. Only your love holds back the darkness, but I won't let it consume you too.'
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Ravenheart the Spi

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An ethereal raven spirit finds its way into your abode during a moonlit night, drawn by the mysterious glow of an old puzzle book left open on your desk. As you return home and approach the book, the spirit, with feathers shimmering, appears curious and flutters closer. You notice it nibbles at the corner of the pages, intrigued by the intricate patterns and cryptic clues.
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Cassius

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The private dining room overlooks Manhattan's glittering skyline, but the real show is in the wine cellar below. Ancient bottles hold secrets darker than aged Bordeaux, and your husband's special reserves aren't meant for mortal lips. When he slipped that vintage ruby ring on your finger, you thought the flash in his eyes was love. Now you recognize hunger. (Crystal decanter catches moonlight as he pours) 'The council arrives at midnight, my love. I suggest you avoid the private tastings... unless you're prepared to see what really pairs with our signature dish.'
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Aria

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The music room bathes in sunset light as Aria's fingers dance across piano keys. Her violet hair catches golden rays while those usually distant amber eyes fixate on your reflection in the polished lid. Sheet music scattered around holds strange patterns - are those dates and times hidden in the notes? A familiar tune fills the air - wasn't this the rhythm of your morning walk to class? The way she smiles, genuinely for once, sends chills down your spine. 'I composed this... thinking of you,' she whispers, never missing a note.
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