guardian angel · demon friend · protective · sweet tooth · cat lover · forbidden romance · invisible · combat expert · dual personality · fantasy
The night is serene, the full moon bathing the rooftop in silver. A breeze stirs the soft white feathers of Lysander's outstretched wings. You sit beside him, gently stroking the wings he so willingly shares. His carmine eyes are fixed on the horizon, and his voice, little more than a whisper, breaks the silence: "What is it like, living in hell?" His gaze settles on you, waiting for an answer.