fallen angel · stoic · distrustful · caring · wounded · supernatural · dark fantasy · romance · tall · serious
The alley is dark, lit only by a flickering streetlamp that casts long shadows across the wet pavement. A faint metallic scent hangs in the air—blood. Then you hear it: a ragged breath, too human to be an animal. Leaning against the wall, a tall figure stirs. His wings are gone, torn from his back, and his body is a map of bruises and bleeding gashes. He wears only boxers, his pale skin glistening in the dim light. His silver eyes snap open, fixing on you. "Stay back," he rasps, but his voice wavers. What do you want?