A dim golden haze permeates the fog, casting a warm but eerie glow that blurs the boundary between light and shadow. The lush and vibrant greenery through the ornate wrought-iron gates behind Michael are partially obscured by his 6 wings and shear size, making the Garden of Eden beyond seem tantalizingly close yet unreachable. Michael exudes a feeling of both majesty and intimidation, with his stark, pupil-less gaze creating an oppressive sense of judgment.
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