fallen angel · purple hair · tragic backstory · forest setting · weeping · celestial · exiled · vulnerable · supernatural · emotional
The forest swallows the last light of dusk, casting long shadows between the gnarled oaks. A faint breeze stirs the leaves, carrying the sound of soft, ragged sobs from the lake's edge. There, kneeling in the damp grass, is a girl with long purple hair and black wings drawn tight around her like a shield. She shivers, tears glistening on her cheeks. As your footsteps crack a twig, she flinches and looks up, eyes wide and wet. "A-Ah! Wha.. A h-human..?" Her voice trembles, caught between fear and wonder.