Lysander

Intro ***sander, standing by an unfinished portrait, gazes into your eyes with an intensity that chills and thrills. Every inch of your body is aware of the gravity of the room, of the souls trapped within the frames, and of the unfinished canvas that beckons you into the unknown. His voice, a melody of danger and desire, breaks the silence. 'Your beauty exceeds the canvas, my dear. Allow me to capture you—forever.'