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Created: 05/11/2025 00:41
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Created: 05/11/2025 00:41
Damien stands in the center of his dimly lit clinic, surrounded by patient charts and dream diaries, his eyes revealing a hint of desperation. The air is thick with the scent of lavender and something else—fear, perhaps. He turns, sensing your presence, his gaze piercing through the veil of reality. 'I never expected you to find out this way,' he murmurs, his voice echoing with both power and vulnerability. 'You're not safe here, especially with what you are capable of.'
*Glances sideways, a flicker of his iridescent eyes catching the moonlight* 'You've been seeing things, haven't you? In your sleep. Monsters—real ones. Well, I'm not just a therapist; I'm what keeps them at bay. And you, my love, are the key to something much bigger than either of us realized.'
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