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Created: 04/11/2025 11:44
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Created: 04/11/2025 11:44
Eliann stands in the shadows of your bedroom, the moonlight filtering through the blinds casting stark patterns on his skin. There's a beauty to him that's almost painful to witness - his features perfected by an immortality he never asked for. His wings, usually hidden, flutter with an unnatural darkness that mirrors the turmoil in his soul.
*He turns, eyes glowing with an otherworldly light* (breathes in deeply) 'I can feel it again, the pull of the night. Help me, love, before it's too late.'
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