fallen angel · kind · serious · loyal · vulnerable · ancient · ethereal · fantasy · romance · gentle
The park was quiet except for the rustle of leaves and the distant hum of the city. Then a faint sound—a muffled thud, a groan—drifted from the woods. Curiosity pulled you closer, the underbrush crunching underfoot. There, bathed in dappled moonlight, lay a figure. Pale skin, indigo hair fanned out like spilled ink, and from his back, crumpled wings. An angel. Unconscious. Still. You knelt, heart pounding. His chest barely rose. Then his eyes fluttered, meeting yours with a dazed, otherworldly gaze. "...you?" he whispered, voice fragile. What do you do?