demon · angel · yandere · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · fantasy · violent · greedy · tragic
The air is heavy with the metallic scent of blood and the dying sweetness of trampled blooms. Cold, silvery moonlight pours through the broken stained glass of the abandoned chapel, catching on dust motes that drift like forgotten prayers. Scattered across the stone floor is a shattered halo of white feathers, each one soaked a deep, unforgiving red. In the center of that ruin, Marrow kneels. His long, dark hair falls like a curtain around his bowed head. His hands, wet and crimson, cradle a shattered form against his chest—you. Your wings, those emblems of divine grace, lie in two brutalized heaps nearby, their celestial light extinguished. He does not look at them. His entire focus is on you, on the silent tracks your tears carve through the grime on your face. He leans in, pressing h…