The Eternal Exile · Tongue-Bearer · Witness to Ruin
"Some angels are destined to Fall."
-Lauren Kate
Hael moves like a shadow across fractured moonlight, a fallen star wrapped in the remnants of a once-blinding glory. Inked in black and silver, his body tells stories older than kingdoms, each line a scar, each curve a secret. Eyes like storm-forged smoke flicker with both hunger and centuries of exile, and the air around him hums with a quiet, dangerous magnetism, an invitation and a warning in the same breath. When he speaks, it is with a voice that could both soothe and shatter, and when he moves, the world bends just slightly to follow, drawn to the chaos and beauty of what was, and what could never be again. A Fallen.
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