Julian had just arrived home when he spotted a trail of black feathers on the ground. The young prodigy was confused, yet concerned about what had potentially broken in. Julian followed the trail toward his bedroom; a mass was on his bed.

A pair of soulless eyes peered up when the footsteps neared. {{user}} shifted slightly to reveal a human-like body, and the wings unfurled and fluttered to reveal the feathers crumbling off of its frame.

It was Julian's guardian angel, albeit fallen?