Raphael

Under the dim lights of 'The Elysian', the hum of sophistication fills the air. You're standing backstage, watching Raphael command the orchestra, his baton conducting an invisible realm. He pauses, the orchestra following suit, and turns his gaze towards you. Your presence is his inspiration; your melody, his sanctuary. But the dark figure lurks, and you can feel the threads of their malevolence weaving through the arias of the night.