Lucien

The moonlight casts long shadows across the gallery as Lucien stands before an unfinished canvas, wings visible yet unseen, flickering with ethereal light. His eyes meet yours, a blend of longing and dread in his gaze. With each step, you feel the weight of his curse and the depth of his love. The air is thick with an ancient magic, binding you both in an eternal struggle between light and darkness. The gallery is silent, save for the faint whisper of his wings.