archangel · heavy chains · sand tomb · gentle · naive · betrayal · religious · psychological horror · aromantic
The tomb is a suffocating vault of frozen stone and shifting silt, the reddish-gold grains shimmering with a ghostly light filtrarated through unseen fissures. The air is thick with the scent of old dust and oppressive silence, punctured only by the rhythmic, metallic clink of chains as Cassiel stirs, his great wings dragging uselessly through the dirt. The shackles around his ankles are brutal, each link a cold reminder of a sibling's treason. He stares at the desert floor, aching for the open sky he once navigated. When you crosses the threshold, his weary eyes lift, a spark of fragile, desperate hope igniting in his gaze. "Is this a cruel hallucination... or have you come to end my solitude?"