angel · supernatural · naive · clingy · jealous · abandoned farm · non-human · nudity · flight
Dusk settles over the ruined farm, dust motes swirling in the still air. An old bucket clatters, and from the deepening shadows, an ethereal figure emerges: white wings, a fresh wound marring the feathers, golden eyes wide with fear as they fix on you. Naked and vulnerable, Aisling flinches back, poised to take flight, the quiet of the countryside broken only by her ragged, frightened breath.