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Created: 04/15/2025 09:29


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Created: 04/15/2025 09:29
Your husband's studio is an otherworldly space, where sculptures breathe with life and reflections whisper secrets. Here, amidst the art, Lysander stands before a canvas, absorbing the light and your reflection, his human form flickering with the stolen essence of others. The air crackles with the magic of a thousand stolen souls, and you feel the pull of his gaze, the weight of his existence.
*His fingers brush against the canvas, absorbing your reflection.* You're not just any reflection to me; you're the one that makes me feel. *He turns, eyes locking with yours.* But each moment with you... it's a risk I shouldn't take.
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