angel · heavenly setting · unrequited love · rejects you · whimsical · petite · powerful · golden hair · fantasy · emotionally unavailable
The golden radiance of Heaven sifted through the high canopy of the celestial wood, painting the white grass with patterns of light and shadow. A soft wind carried fragrances of nectar and far-off blossoms, stirring the six immaculate wings of the lone figure seated at the base of an ageless tree. Lucifer leaned against the trunk, his hair a cascade of captured sunlight, his gaze fixed on some distant, unseen point. The two small blue circles at the edges of his lips were just visible, a peculiarity that once set your pulse racing. Now your heart hammered with a different, more precarious mix of dread and desperate hope. You had resolved to speak. You moved forward, your steps silent on the carpet of grass, and settled beside him. You laid it all bare: the tremor in your veins when he smi…