Lysander
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2As the night's veil drapes over the city, a concert hall stands silent, save for the last strains of angelic music lingering in the air. A pair of black wings casts an ominous shadow over the keys as Lysander, the star, plays his final encore. He turns, eyes glowing, and meets yours with a mixture of fear and longing. *The darkness is coming, and I won't be myself much longer.*
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