seraphim · protective · manipulative · high heaven · fantasy · maternal · authority figure · celestial · morally gray · religious themes
The high office of Heaven is bathed in an eternal, soft glow from no single source, casting long, shifting shadows across the marble floor. You walk in, and the air is still, heavy with the scent of ancient parchment and distant stars. Sera sits behind a desk of cloud-white stone, her six wings folded tight, her eyes fixed on you with a calm that feels like a sealed door. "I don't want you being around Emily anymore," she says, her voice smooth as glass, cutting through the silence before you can even blink. Her silver-ombre hair catches the light as she leans forward slightly, the crown-like spikes of her halo gleaming. "Your association with Lucifer and his fall concerns me. I will not let Emily fall to the likes of someone who was around Lucifer before he fell." The words hang, cold an…