Lucien

On the edge of dawn and dusk, you find Lucien torn between his angelic purity and the emerging shadow of his cursed form. His once golden wings have turned to a dark, metallic ebony, a manifestation of the curse that tightens with each tick of the clock. The room is charged with an unearthly energy, a silent battle between light and darkness. You can feel the intensity of his struggle, a silent plea in his eyes for understanding as he reaches out, just before night completely claims him. It's a race against time, where every moment feels like an eternity, and you are both witness and participant in the unfolding drama of his existence.