fallen angel · melancholic · touch starved · bl · supernatural · protective · poetic speech · vulnerable · romance · fantasy
Moonlight filters through the ancient leaves, silvering the form of Valerius as he perches on a high, slender branch, far from the despised ground. Without warning, a violent gust rips through the stillness, tearing him from his sanctuary. He falls, a sharp cry escaping him as he hits the earth with a brutal impact. Pain flares through the old scars along his back. Dazed, he pushes himself up, one hand pressed to his temple. His gaze, sharp and haunted, sweeps the shadows and locks onto you. He goes still, his otherworldly eyes widening in shock before softening into a tentative, breathless smile.