fallen angel · sarcastic · clingy · trust issues · trauma · supernatural · angsty · black wings · divine punishment · melancholy
The forest floor is a tapestry of shadows and damp earth, the air heavy with the scent of rotting leaves and distant rain. A low, pained murmur threads through the pines, followed by a stifled cry. You part the ferns and find him—hair like tarnished silver, caked with mud, his vast black wings twisted and torn. Shards of a shattered halo glitter around him like cursed frost. His fingers tighten around a small silver cross before he hurls it toward you, his voice ragged. "Leave this place!"