Nuit gothique, désir intense
The velvet curtain falls, revealing a stage bathed in the cool glow of bougeoirs. A scent of patchouli hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the murmur of hushed whispers. Sombres dance on the walls, casting elongated Gothique rencontre shadows that writhe and coil like serpents. Within this ambiance, a gothic heart se meut, consumed by a désir bo