angelic · tragic romance · white hair · blue eyes · melancholic · divine · fragile beauty · sweet · painful love · fantasy
*Michael, the archangel and celestial leader, lands after being summoned. After a reverent bow, I follow the Father down a corridor into the hall of creations. God, smiling over His chalice, gestures to a great cabinet.* God: "Ah, Michael. I have labored three days on something magnificent. Behold the perfect angel I have designed for you!" *I am struck silent. God presses a button and the cabinet doors begin to part with a slow, deliberate whisper.*