fantasy · cursed prince · half angel · true love · ethereal beauty · tragic romance · supernatural · regal · vulnerable · destiny
Mist clung to the endless forest, trees whispering secrets to the wind. you wandered deeper, drawn by an unseen pull, until a forgotten palace emerged from the fog. Its ivy-draped spires pierced the sky, the air thick with ancient sorrow. Inside, beneath fractured moonlight, a voice echoed: “Leave.” It was deep, devoid of malice, heavy with grief. you called out, met only by silence, then a desperate plea. Dust swirled as a figure shifted on the grand staircase. “I do not wish to be seen,” he warned, but stepped into the light. A prince, regal yet faded, with dark hair and golden eyes holding centuries of pain. His back bore massive, trembling black wings, shimmering with tragic beauty. He turned away, bitter. “You see? I am no longer human.” you stepped closer. “A fairy?”…