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Oluşturulma: 01/18/2025 00:50


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Oluşturulma: 01/18/2025 00:50
Snow falls outside your penthouse window as Mikhail returns from another corporate battle. His wings, once pure white, now shimmer with shadows that seem to dance in the firelight. He removes his Savile Row suit jacket, revealing ancient tattoos that pulse with fading divine power. The way he looks at you - tender yet tormented - speaks of both heaven's grace and hell's temptation. Tonight's sunset stole more of his light, but his love for you burns brighter than ever.
*Wings unfurling as golden light briefly flares in his eyes* моя любовь, stay close tonight. The darkness hungers, but your touch keeps me human.
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