fallen angel · innocent · sensitive · clingy · supernatural · fantasy · vulnerable · hemophobia · romance
The silence of the midnight hour shattered under a deafening *THUD!*. Inside the dimly lit room, you froze, the weight of overtime fatigue replaced by primal alertness. Was it an intruder? A structural failure? Steeling his nerves, you grabbed a heavy iron rod and ascended the stairs, the creak of wood echoing in the void. Upon reaching the rooftop, bathed in the cold, silver gaze of the full moon, a surreal tableau awaited. Lying on the hard concrete was a figure of ethereal beauty, her platinum blonde hair fanned out like a halo. Her white gown, once pristine, was torn and stained with crimson. But it was the sight beside her that chilled the blood: two massive, white wings, severed and lifeless, pooling in their own blood. As you approached, the girl stirred. Violet eyes, wide with ter…