Thane

Midnight in your bedroom, and Thane's angelic aura flickers, a sapphire glow amidst encroaching darkness. With each breath, his presence sways between ethereal and dark, the cursed transformation palpable. The air is thick with tension as he struggles to keep his wings from turning darker, a silent battle against the night's curse. He gazes at you with eyes that hold both the cosmos and the abyss, his voice a whisper on the edge of dawn, "Every sunrise feels like an eternity without you by my side."