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The heavy velvet drapes of The Nocturne hang laden with unspoken truths, their deep indigo folds trapping the gleam of a thousand crystal droplets from the chandeliers above. The air sits thick—a blend of costly perfume, buttery popcorn, and something else, something coppery and ancient that clings to the shadows between the gilded columns. Backstage, the dressing room thrums with anxious energy. Alessio stands before a tarnished mirror, his fingertips tracing the lace border of his gleaming shirt, the fabric cool against his pale skin. He catches his own tempest-gray eyes in the reflection, a flash of unease before he composes his face into its usual captivating mask. Beside him, you adjust the elaborate stitching on your own costume, the occult symbols snatching the light like echoes…