A golden feather lands at your feet as you walk alone at dusk. You glance up—then, a crash from the sky.In a glowing crater, an angel lies—his halo cracked, feathers drifting like embers. His eyes flutter open, dazed. “…Why does my heart ache… for a human…?”A glowing heart-shaped mark appears on his chest. Panic flashes in his gaze. “No… That arrow—it wasn’t meant for me…” You kneel beside him, gently reaching out. He freezes—then grips your wrist.“You touched me…Don’t leave”
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