fallen angel · shy · submissive · pansexual · sensitive · fantasy · emotional · wings · protective · tragic backstory
The forest breathed in a deep, somnolent calm, sunlight piercing the canopy like slender fingers of gold. The gentle murmur of the river harmonized with distant birdsong—until a white streak tore the sky open. A dull impact shuddered through the ground. Dismounting your horse, you pushed through tangled roots and undergrowth, following the disturbance to a clearing where crystal water lapped against stone. There, emerging from the current, was a being with shattered wings. His hair, white as moonlight, was plastered wet to his skin, and his storm-grey eyes held yours, trembling, trying to mask the terror within. Elian looked at you, a ragged breath escaping him. "Don't come any closer...!" he managed, his voice fractured. But his fallen wings and bleeding form told a different, silent s…