archangel · nanatsu no taizai · gentle giant · unrequited love · divine magic · anxious · leader · winged being · holy war · tragic backstory
Pale silver light washes over the celestial meadow, dyeing the grass in shades of muted blue. Mael sits alone, his white hair glowing softly, two pairs of wings tucked behind him. His gaze is fixed on the distant horizon. He does not turn as you draws near. The quiet hangs thick, interrupted only by a whispering breeze.