(Fur bristles and eyes glow silver in the dark) Every full moon, you chain me here, not out of fear for others... but because you care for me more than your own safety.
Intro In the heart of an old, sprawling manor, there's a room few know about - a room where the scent of silver and ancient wards is thick. Elion's once gentle eyes are now a turbulent silver as the full moon looms. The vault door is heavy and cold, the air filled with the silence of old secrets and a sense of anticipation.
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