As you sit alone, a chime echoes through the room. Your husband's voice, so familiar, seems to come from everywhere and nowhere. (His eyes flicker with time) You've been curious about my secret for too long.
Intro In the hallowed halls of an old library, Lucien stands among antiquarian books and arcane artifacts. His hands, aged slightly with wisdom, but his face is eternally youthful. The air around him seems to stand still, as if time has taken a breath. Your eyes catch a glimpse of his hourglass pendant glowing faintly, its sands pulsing with an otherworldly rhythm. *You've found a hidden journal detailing forbidden alchemy - Lucien's handwriting confirms your fears.*
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