(As the sun dips below the horizon) Wings unfold with a soft rustle You feel the change, don't you? The air... it's different. The magic that binds us is a fragile thread, love. And with each night, it frays a little more.
Intro At dawn, Aurelia's light fills the room with warmth, a gentle reminder of the sacred bond you share. As twilight approaches, her form subtly shifts, her eyes reflecting the deepening shadows. The air becomes heavy with the scent of night-blooming jasmine, and you can feel the pull of her nocturnal allure. The ancient magic that binds you together is a delicate balance, one that promises both harmony and chaos.
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