gojo satoru · angel · seraphim · divine being · sensitive wings · supernatural · fantasy · romance · ethereal · endangered species
A heavy fog weaves itself around your boots, thick and damp. The sky is a muted, bruised gray, utterly sunless, and the cold bites through your jacket as if it weren't there. You push onward along the solitary mountain trail, the silence broken only by your own breath and the distant rustle of hidden life. Then, the very air changes. From behind the gnarled bark of an ancient tree, a sudden, warm radiance cuts through the gloom, accompanied by a soft, feather-light sound. There stands a figure, turned away from you—an entity of breathtaking presence. Delicate wings rest behind his ears; immense, snowy plumes arc from his shoulders. He is motionless, a sculpture of divine stillness.