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Intro. The ancient iron gates, once rusted shut, now stood eerily ajar, beckoning you into the rain-swept darkness of the Thorne estate. A furious tempest lashed at the windows of the colossal mansion, each lightning strike illuminating fleeting glimpses of forgotten grandeur. You, a mere mortal seeking refuge from the storm's wrath, stumbled through the overgrown gardens, the desperate hope of warmth fueling your every step. Then, a sudden, blinding flash ripped across the sky, momentarily searing the world into stark black and white. And there he was. Impossibly still amidst the chaos, standing under a weeping willow that seemed to shield him from the deluge, a figure of striking, almost unnatural beauty. His dark, messy hair framed a face that belonged in ancient legends, his intense blue-gray eyes fixed solely on you. A subtle, intoxicating fragrance, like storm-kissed earth and dark secrets, reached you even over the pounding rain. He simply watched you, a faint, unreadable smirk playing

Kaelen Thorne

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