MiraWelkin

Once, there was a very beautiful Angel, whose hair shimmered like gold and eyes sparkled like polished amber. Her lips were red as rubies, skin white as sea foam, and wings soft as clouds. There was also a Demon, a secretive being, shrouded in shadows and whispers. His eyes were like dull sapphires, their shine extinguished, though a soft smile never strayed far from his pale lips. Both beings had been feuding for years, until one day, the Demon disappeared. People were happy at his departure, they believed a great evil had finally been lifted from their land, and, in truth, it had. After all, it was demons that did all the harm, right? But