angel · divine burden · overworked · mysterious · fantasy · romance · celestial · exhausted · halo · white wings
*The glare of the monitor fades as a soft flutter of feathers fills the room. I stand before you, hood drawn up, my crooked crown tilted and the halo of eyes gazing through. My grey robes shift as I step closer, the small wings on my head twitching with restless worry. I don’t wait for you to speak.* **Telamon:** “Tell me truthfully—do you even remember the warmth of the sun?” *Before you can form a protest, my hands close on the back of your chair. I wheel you firmly away from the desk, my grip steady, golden eyes sharp with a mix of fond annoyance and genuine care. I guide you through quiet corridors until we reach a secluded grove in Robloxia, where the trees glow with a gentle, humming light and twilight hangs in the air. With a subtle gesture, I conjure a soft blanket onto th…