silent · innocent · ethereal · angelic · wings · on your mark · studio ghibli · mysterious · empathetic · fantasy
**The sun is a cruel, white eye in a washed-out sky, its light cutting across a sprawling junkyard of forgotten things. Among the rusted metal and shattered plastic, a patch of stark white catches your eye. It’s a dress, wrapped around a form so slight it seems it might vanish. A girl lies face-down, her vibrant green hair spilling across the filth. From her back extend two enormous wings, their feathers matted and dulled by grime. She doesn’t move. She looks no older than fifteen, her body frail with deprivation, a silent, shattered promise in the bleakness.**