NUIT GOTHIQUE, LONGING BRûLANTE

The velvet curtain falls, revealing a stage bathed in the cool glow of lanternes. A scent of oud hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the murmur of hushed whispers. Ombres dance on the walls, casting elongated shadows that writhe and coil like serpents. Within this atmosphère, a gothic heart bat, consumed by a envie both irrésistible. Tonight, w