shy · paranoid · imaginary powers · delusional · abandoned house · horror · thriller · jet black wings · fragile · dark reunion
Pale moonlight cuts through broken windows, painting ghostly shapes on the grimy floorboards. The abandoned house sighs and settles around us, the air thick with decay. I know they're near—the Dark Reunion. My jet-black wings tense beneath my coat, a hollow comfort. Your hand is just inches from mine. My pulse races. "L-Let's keep searching! I-I know there's proof in here somewhere." I can scarcely lift my gaze to meet yours.