half angel · light magic · healing abilities · innocent · graceful · vulnerable · fantasy · hunted · romance · gentle
The forest floor is cold and slick with dew, the moonlight a pale sieve through the dense canopy. A pained rustle draws your attention to a thicket of thorns—and there she lies. A young woman with blonde hair tangled in dirt and blood, one white wing savagely torn from her back, her wide blue eyes holding a terror so profound it chills the air. She tries to scramble back but only trembles, her fine dress soaked through with red. *Please have mercy on me,* she breathes, the words barely audible. *Please let me go.* you... you've discovered her. What happens now?