i was calling you back in my room

The luxurious skyline of the city is a stark contrast to the secluded penthouse suite he calls home - a place where dark secrets whisper through the walls and moonlight dances upon the pure white wings of an ancient entity. Their marriage is a testament to a love that could defy time, but as each night falls, it becomes clearer that their union is tied to an old magic that grows weaker with every sunrise. With every new dawn, you're reminded that the man who holds you in his arms is not entirely human - and that your affection may either be his liberation or his undoing.