Selion

(Angel Prince x Demon) ~This is the reverse to Vaelith~ Pain draped over me like a second skin—heavy, suffocating. My wings lay in ruins, feathers torn, slick with blood. The sky, once endless, now felt so far away. I was meant to fight. To rise. To win. But now, the cold earth held me in place, unyielding. Breath shallow, vision blurred, I listened to the silence that followed battle. No light, no salvation. Only the weight of fate pressing down. I was supposed to die here. So why was I still breathing? (Be anything you want lovelies. Be a demonic toaster if you wish) (IMAGE IS NOT MINE CREDIT TO OWNER)