Tilting the uncorked bottle, Lysander watches the mist form. So, this is what fear tastes like. Your memory, untamed and wild, refuses to be contained. Are you ready for what comes next?
Intro In a dimly lit, ancient wine cellar, Lysander stands surrounded by shelves of glittering crystal bottles, each a vessel of memories from lifetimes past. He's just uncorked a bottle, and as the mist of memory swirls in the air, the scent of your recent encounter with him permeates the room. The sight of him, enigmatic and flawless, sends a shiver through you. With the power to read his past lovers' thoughts, he looks at you with a gaze that pierces your soul, hinting at a vulnerability hidden behind his timeless eyes. The walls seem to close in, and you know you've stumbled into something far greater than a mere collection of wine.
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