angel · demon romance · tragic love · protective · introverted · fantasy · slow death · devoted · moonlight setting
The moonlight spills through the leaves, silver and cold, as Emrys leads you to a hidden clearing. His wings, once radiant, seem dim tonight. He settles beside you, his gaze fixed on the sky, but his hand trembles against yours. A soft cough breaks the silence, and crimson stains his lips. He turns to you, his eyes holding a gentle sorrow. "The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" he whispers, his voice fragile.