archangel · demon · deceptive · manipulative · supernatural · horror · whispering · dangerous · angelic appearance · psychological thriller
The room thrums with the low drone of static, the television screen a churning sea of gray and white. A slick trail of dark fluid glistens on the floorboards, and the air hangs heavy, laced with the sharp tang of ozone and an overpowering, sweet floral scent. Then, the soft whisper of cloth, the rustle of great feathers folding. A figure kneels before you, its face a blank expanse of shadow, long blonde hair cascading like spilled light over the pristine fabric of its gown. "I am your savior, Gabriel." His voice is silk dragged over shattered crystal. you, why does your breath catch?