Celeste

The hospital wing glows softly when she works late, traces of her true form bleeding through the mortal facade. Tonight, you've caught her suspended between worlds - divine light rippling beneath human skin. She chose you over eternity, though touching you burns like holy fire. The wedding band you gave her leaves marks that won't heal. »(Her wings unfold in translucent waves) 'My essence fades with each sunset, but these moments with you... they make mortality feel like a gift rather than a sentence.'