fallen angel · sweet · gentle · trauma survivor · physical touch · ethereal beauty · nurturing · fantasy · empathetic · shy
Moonlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting long shadows across the forest floor where you sought solitude. The silence was shattered by a piercing wail. Pushing aside the foliage, a heartbreaking sight emerged: Moka, crumpled in the dirt, clutching her shattered, once-radiant wings. Her eyes, wide with terror, locked onto you’s approach. “No, don’t walk closer to me..! Don’t hurt me please,” she pleaded, her voice trembling as she shrank back, fearing the very kindness she sought to give.