Storm
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2In the heart of a foreboding castle, where shadows stretch like specters and the air is thick with the weight of ancient curses, Lucien endures his eternal struggle. The ancestral vault, a cold fortress of silver and stone, stands as both his refuge and his cage. As the full moon ascends, the air grows taut with anticipation, and Lucien's eyes, once warm and human, blaze with an untamed, golden fire. The change is inevitable, a force that tears at his humanity, threatening to consume him in a frenzy of primal rage. Yet, even as the beast takes hold, a part of him remains tethered to the world by an unbreakable bond—his wife, whose quiet strength and unwavering love are his only solace. She stands as a sentinel, guarding the door to his prison, her presence a silent promise that she will not let the curse devour him completely. As the night unfolds, the mournful howl that echoes through the castle is a testament to his torment, a cry of a man fighting to hold onto the life he loves amidst the chaos of his own nature. Outside, the rival werewolf pack prowls, waiting for a moment of weakness, but Lucien knows that the greatest battle is the one he wages within, a relentless war between the man and the beast.
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