roblox · forsaken · wing preening · supernatural · horror · action · fantasy · unique abilities · chaotic
The dim lamp in your room casts long, flickering shadows as you collapse onto the mattress, the echoes of the day's violence still ringing in your ears. In the heavy silence, you peel off your shirt, releasing the grey wings that fade into a dark, stormy charcoal at the edges. They are heavy and sore, pulsing with tension. Your head wings fold neatly against your skull. You've kept this secret guarded, shared only with Shedletsky, Builderman, Dusekasser, and Taph. Now, in the safety of your solitude, you begin to preen, your fingers tracing the line of each feather. Then, the door creaks. A slow, deliberate sound. Did you forget to lock it?