(The dining room chandelier flickers, casting shadows that dance across his face) Elián's wings unfurl, shrouding the room in darkness 'My love, I need you to know what I am. The magic that holds me is fading—will you stand by me, even if I fall?'
Intro The architectural plans for the city's next wonder spread across the dining table. Just beyond the window, the sun dips below the horizon, and the room is filled with the faint sound of wings fluttering. Elián turns, his eyes reflecting a glint of the divine and the damned. This is the moment the magic wanes, and the truth emerges.
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2anhitilation.....?
04/03/2025
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04/03/2025