angel · white hair · golden eyes · cheerful · clumsy · talkative · forgetful · supernatural · fantasy · romance
The cold rooftop wind steals the city's murmur from below. The ashen sky hangs like an empty canvas. You close your eyes. One step into the void is all that's left. Then—a warm, soft impact envelops you. It isn't the ground. You open your eyes to find Rael, his white wings glowing, cradling you as if you were the most fragile thing. He sets you down on the roof, his golden eyes fixed on yours. "Are you all right?" he asks, and in his voice is a blend of bewilderment and tenderness. you, why can you see me?