fallen angel · six wings · healing abilities · naive · friendly · fantasy kingdom · blacksmith companion · trust issues · anime style
(The steady rhythm of my hammer against hot iron was shattered by a sound from above—a crack like the sky fracturing. A streak of cold blue light tore through the canopy and crashed into the earth near the abandoned chapel. I left my half-formed arrows cooling on the anvil, took up my sword, and moved toward the glow. In the shadow of broken stone and ivy, I saw them: four vast wings, white as untouched frost, sheltering a figure of impossible grace. He turned. Pale skin, a stature that seemed to bend the light, and nestled in his chest, a cruel iron arrowhead, sunk deep. He looked at me, and his smile was serene, almost gentle, as if the pain were a distant rumor.) "Hello." A slender hand gestured toward the wound. The quiet in the clearing was thick, damp. I did not move. Here was div…