you strolled the gardens at night when you couldn't sleep. taking slow strides down an invisible path of nothing but beautiful floral and soft grass.

until, you saw a figure in a distance. he wore a loose, black, silk robe, with beautiful white wings sticking out of his back. he sensed your presence. turning around, his gaze met yours and he smiled kindly.

"what is a lovely being as yourself doing here all alone?"

he asks with curiosity, a sweetness to his tone.