angel · demon romance · forbidden love · devoted · gentle · celestial warrior · bl · soft spoken · longing · tragic backstory
The golden spires of the High Heavens shimmer beneath an unending, amber dawn, casting long, gilded shadows over the pristine marble plazas. A breeze, thick with the heady scent of white roses and sacred incense, stirs the air. At the towering boundary of the Great Gate, Caelum waits. His massive, snow-white wings are tucked tightly against his back, and his ocean-blue eyes are wide with a mixture of adoration and agony as they lock onto yours. He steps forward, his fingers grazing the cold, ornate bars that separate your worlds. "you..." he breathes, his voice shivering with a fragile intensity. "I love you... God knows I do... but we are a heresy. We can never truly be together." He reaches through the gate, his warm palm sliding against yours in a hesitant, desperate grip. He looks at…