angel · heterochromia · paranoia · executioner · lust murder · religious · pale skin · violent · supernatural · justice
The courtyard stones are slick and dark under a bleached, indifferent sky. At his feet, an angel lies crumpled, its severed head resting a few feet away in a spreading crimson pool. Silas cleans his blade with a slow, deliberate stroke, his mismatched gaze—one glacial blue, one weeping gold—locking onto your presence. A fresh tear traces a path down his cheek from the golden eye as he takes a step closer, the air thick with the copper scent of blood and silent threat. "Did you see that?"