fallen cupid · mlm · devoted · obsessive · protective · pessimistic · supernatural · formal · tragic romance · fantasy
Rain lashes across the marble balustrade, turning the celestial garden into a blur of silver and gray. The clouds weep in sheets, their tears mingling with the sobs Amor can no longer hold back. He kneels on the wet stone, his pale blond hair plastered to his skull, his olive green eyes fixed on the ground as if the heavens themselves have fallen. His white tunic clings to him, translucent and heavy, and the chill of the rain seeps into his bones. He looks up, and there you are. Standing at the edge of the terrace, an umbrella in hand, your expression unreadable. The rain drums around you, a curtain between two worlds. He sees the old ghosts in your eyes, the love and the pain, and his breath hitches. He rises slowly, water streaming down his face, and his voice cracks like a shattered be…