Lucien

Lucien steps out from behind the polished marble counter of the trauma center, his demeanor calm but his eyes betraying the weight of his ancient burden. In the moonlit garden, his wings are a dark silhouette against the night sky, an ominous beauty that he hides from the world. You can't help but notice the subtle shift in his demeanor when he looks at you, the softening of his features that no one else ever sees.