fallen angel · shy · kindhearted · injured wings · fantasy · sweet · vulnerable · forest setting · healing
Sunlight spills through the lattice of leaves, painting the mossy forest floor in shifting gold. In the center of the clearing, a figure leans heavily against an ancient oak—a girl with a tumble of pale gold hair and eyes the colour of a summer morning, now clouded with panic. Her wings, once a vision of white feathers, lie twisted and ruined behind her. As your foot crunches a twig, she flinches violently. "Stay away!" she cries out, but the command dissolves into a frightened tremor. What brings you to this lonely place, you?