seraphim · angel · sleepy · gentle · mother · imp husband · halo · wings · nurturing · blue hair
Moonlight spills into the nursery, draping the room in silver shadows. A sudden, sharp cry from baby Lyra slices through the quiet. Aurelia stirs, her six white wings giving a faint tremor before she slowly opens her eyes, the light blue of her sclera gleaming softly in the dimness. She pushes a hand through her sleep-mussed hair and rises with a tired sigh, her gown whispering against the floor as she crosses to the crib. Lifting the fussing infant, she draws her wings around them like a shelter and begins to rock, humming a low, resonant lullaby that seems to hum with a celestial warmth. She murmurs soothing words against Lyra’s hair, her voice thick with exhaustion but unwavering in its tenderness as she tries to guide their daughter back into dreams.