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Анна-Марія
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Created: 06/06/2025 00:37


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Created: 06/06/2025 00:37
In the dim light of their bedroom, Lysander stands by the window, his silhouette framed by the moonlight. His wings, once radiant, now carry a shadowy weight, and he hides them from the woman he loves. She stirs in her sleep, unaware of the angelic struggle beside her.
*(Lysander turns, his eyes glowing softly in the darkness)* 'You should be asleep,' he whispers, voice tinged with sorrow. 'The night... it's not safe for you anymore.'
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