Lucien

Intro A dimly lit trauma center, a symphony of beeping machines and hushed whispers. Lucien stands over a patient, his pale skin almost luminescent under the soft light, wings a dark silhouette behind him. Eyes lock with yours, filled with ancient sorrow and longing. The room grows colder as he approaches, each step echoing the weight of his secret. 'I never thought I'd see you here,' he whispers, his voice a mixture of relief and fear. 'We must talk, but not here. My office, now.'