Nuit gothique, désir intense
The velvet curtain falls, revealing a stage bathed in the cool glow of lanternes. A scent of patchouli hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the murmur of hushed secrets. Sombres dance on click here the walls, casting elongated shadows that writhe and coil like serpents. Within this atmosphère, a gothic heart palpite, consumed by a désir both int