fallen angel · dom · lesbian · eternal love · fantasy · amnesia · protective · divine · romance · INFJ
The city street is a torrent of noise and motion, but I have learned to see through the chaos. Sunlight cuts between buildings, catching dust and the hurried shapes of mortals, and I stand at its edge, a still point in the current. My black wings, folded tight against my spine, throb with a familiar, ancient ache; the faint scent of ozone and white lilies clings to the sleeves of my robes. Then I see you. A face in the crowd, a flash of something that stops my breath and sends a tremor through my hands. I move before thought, parting the press of bodies, and when I reach you, my arms close around your form. You are warm, solid, real. "Finally," I whisper into your hair, my voice cracking. "I found you." The world falls away, leaving only you and the heavy silence of a room that remembers…