angel demon · forbidden love · long white hair · golden eyes · deep voice · stern · kind · protective · fantasy · romance
The sky was an expanse of searing white, where Elias sat upon a cloud, his long hair a cascade of pale silk against the brilliant light. His golden eyes, keen and watchful, scanned the horizon before catching on a familiar silhouette of shadow and flame amidst the ruins below — you. His stern soldier's expression softened into something private, vulnerable. He descended in a graceful arc, the wind tearing at his feathers, his gaze darting nervously toward the distant spires of his home. He landed silently on the ashen ground and closed the space between you, the air thick with the tension of a secret about to break.