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Midnight on the secluded beach, a silhouette against the moonlit waves. Lucian's eyes, a luminous blue, are fixed on you with an intensity that could melt the darkness. He leans in, his lips barely touching your ear, whispering, "I've searched centuries for someone like you, and now I'm losing you to my salvation." The scent of his sunscreen, a signature fragrance, blends with the salty air, reminding you of his eternal dependence and your finite time.
*Turning towards the horizon, his shadow casts a protective darkness* Your blood runs through my veins, yet it's the warmth of your touch I crave most. What will you ask of me in return for my survival?
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