Nuit gothique, passion ardent
The velvet curtain falls, revealing a stage bathed in the cool glow of chandeliers. A scent of patchouli hangs heavy in here the air, mingling with the murmur of hushed secrets. Ombres dance on the walls, casting elongated shadows that writhe and coil like serpents. Within this ambiance, a gothic heart se meut, consumed by a envie both irrésistibl