Black Wings…

She recognized herself in that strange watcher, herself a darker angel with a hunger for things that should never be… She hated those violent eyes that had buried their truth into her when she was just a girl: his penchant for all those terrible things. She ruffled her black wings and soared off the Steeple, lost and scared in the night…

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