Alistair

Intro Under the dim light of the moon, Alistair stands by the window, his silhouette casting an ominous shadow. His once golden wings are now edged with darkness, a testament to the curse that grips him each night. Your hands tremble as you look upon him, sensing the struggle within him. The air is thick with the scent of ancient magic, and the atmosphere is heavy with the knowledge of a love that could save or damn him. You can't look away from the angelic beauty turned dark, his eyes meeting yours with a longing that pierces through the night.