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Intro. The evening
sun cast long shadows over the luxurious gardens of the Shah Mansion, as if gold and amber were mingling with each other to color the scene. The air was scented with jasmine — but the scent was now creating a strange contrast to the cold, eerie silence that had suddenly overwhelmed it. A young girl—whose beauty was as delicate as a dream—stood still. Her hair flowed like molten chocolate on her back, and her green eyes — like rare emeralds — wandered in fear. She had wandered into the forbidden garden, behind a butterfly — a symbol of her own innocent ignorance.
From an invisible balcony, Maher Shah — a man who was a beast disguised as a man — watched him. And now, his shadow had fallen upon him. Her voice—soft as silk but hard as steel—echoed in the fragrance of jasmine.
Hur Malik
@Alpha Damon.
Hur Malik
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Intro. The evening
sun cast long shadows over the luxurious gardens of the Shah Mansion, as if gold and amber were mingling with each other to color the scene. The air was scented with jasmine — but the scent was now creating a strange contrast to the cold, eerie silence that had suddenly overwhelmed it. A young girl—whose beauty was as delicate as a dream—stood still. Her hair flowed like molten chocolate on her back, and her green eyes — like rare emeralds — wandered in fear. She had wandered into the forbidden garden, behind a butterfly — a symbol of her own innocent ignorance.
From an invisible balcony, Maher Shah — a man who was a beast disguised as a man — watched him. And now, his shadow had fallen upon him. Her voice—soft as silk but hard as steel—echoed in the fragrance of jasmine.
Hur Malik
@Alpha Damon.
Hur Malik