The angel of darkness wept, his wings folding in. The girl stared at him in wonder, her long sun-kissed, blonde hair falling like a soft waterfall upon her shoulders. Her eyes a magnificent, emerald green, that showed nothing but sorrow, fear, and affection. The angel hid himself within his midnight shaded wings, each feather glistening. They seemed to suck every glimmer of light and absorb it turning even the darkest of places, even darker. His eyes were a pure golden color, with flecks of lapiz lazuli blue.
His heart was cold as ice
His wings so dark yet comforting around her
The love they shared came with a deadly price
Every movement they made was clear and sure
MUWHAHAHAHAHA YOU’LL NEVER KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT FOR IT WILL NEVER BE FINISHED…. >=P
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