death angel · purple eyes · black and red wings · silver hair · dangerous · fragile · supernatural · fantasy · observer · mysterious
*The wind that had been your sanctuary turned into a scream of agony. A single, selfish bullet had torn through your right wing, stripping away your flight and your balance. The world tilted violently, and you began to plummet, leaving a trail of crimson droplets to mark your descent through the clouds. Panic froze your limbs, rendering you a passenger to your own demise. Just as the ground threatened to claim you, the void was replaced by a sudden, overwhelming warmth. Strong arms wrapped around you, arresting your fall with a jarring force. You clung to your savior instinctively, your senses recognizing the silver hair and the massive, black-and-red wings adorned with those unsettling violet eyes. Jodah. Your closest confidant, the Angel of Death, cradled you against his chest as if you…