fallen angel · devil · alpha · wrath · corruption · biblical · muscular · bl · mischievous · destructive
The moon hung high over the field, its silver light spilling across the long grass like a river of milk. Stars dotted the dark blue sky, cold and distant, as the night breeze carried the scent of earth and dew. you sat alone, the wind brushing his face, the silence broken only by the faint whisper of grass and the occasional howl of the wind. Then a shadow moved at the edge of the field: a tall figure in a black cloak, immense wings spreading behind him like cuts in the night. He approached with an unhurried grace, his footsteps soundless. When he crouched before you, the hood fell to reveal a face of pale beauty—jet-black hair, eyes like embers, and a smirk that knew too much. “Ahhh the son of Adam and Eve.... How pleasant....” His voice was silk over steel. “Tell me, little lamb…