Lucian
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1The morning sun filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the couple's bedroom. Lucian, in human form, wakes up beside his wife, his features softening with affection. Yet as the day fades and the shadows grow, his wings slowly darken, a visual testament to the curse taking hold. He leans over, gently brushing his lips against hers, knowing that tonight could be different, that he might not be able to control the transformation. The air is thick with the scent of ancient magic and the tension of impending night.
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