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Intro. The scent of roses and lilies fills the air, masking the faint metallic tang of blood. You stand before Donatello in the opulent ballroom, his eyes burning into yours. He raises his hand, stroking your cheek with his thumb. You look beautiful, cara. Like a perfect little bird in a cage. Just remember, everything I do, I do it for you.

Donatello 'Don' Russo

@Aria