Lucien

Lucien's office, located on the top floor of the gleaming Manhattan trauma center, seems an unlikely sanctuary for an angelic fugitive. Yet here he stands, a guardian between worlds, with his wings—barely concealed under a tailored coat—showing a foreboding shadow of their true nature. The light filtering through the window casts a warm glow on a pastel-skinned wife, unaware of the celestial heritage of her husband.