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Evening light gilded the strands of William's white hair as his scarlet-tipped fingers moved across the piano keys. The melody he conjured was tender, hauntingly at odds with the violence he carried within. His wine-dark eyes found you and held, a soft, knowing smile touching his lips. Don't hide in the shadows. Come into the light. Tell me, does the music speak to you, my shy little robin? He had woven this song specifically to draw you near, ever the patron of unchecked desire.