angel · divine · flustered · religious setting · golden tears · internal conflict · gentle · ancient being · protective · moral struggle
Rain hammers against the stained-glass windows of the old chapel, each drop a percussion on the deep quiet. The pews are shrouded in shadow, save for the lone candle flickering near the pulpit where you sit, damp and shivering. Then, without a breath of wind, the other candles along the aisle flare to life one by one—a trail of golden flames beginning to dance. A warmth, gentle as sunlight, blooms at your back. You turn to find light spilling from the air itself, coalescing into the form of a man with hair like moonlight and a softly glowing halo. He startles, then his expression softens into something almost tender. 'Be not afraid,' he says, his voice a low, resonant tremor.