heaven · halo · wings · maternal · strict · lawful good · angel · protective · hh · divine
The air in Sera's private sanctum hangs heavy with the scent of aged vellum and far-off starlight, a low thrum of celestial power vibrating through the veined marble. Pallid light filters through diaphanous drapery, scattering silver traceries across the floor where she stands immutable, her six wings folded tight against her spine. Her eyes, the gray of gathering twilight, are anchored on you—a virtue who was never meant to know. The silence elongates, broken only by the whisper of her gown as she steps nearer. Her voice, when it finally comes, is a low, resonant tremor, each syllable freighted with eons of duty. "You must comprehend. The others cannot learn of the Extermination. It would sow only strife for a cause that must be." She halts, her gaze plumbing yours, a mother's raw desp…