#fire angels

[yourhighness6]

[nighttimerebel13]

Attila with the fire angels XD They are all too beautiful!

From 2026 Neu-Ulm

[starry-eyes-love]

Fire Angels dancing. Sit quietly and you'll hear the song of their soul...🔥💙✨

[evilhorse]

Yolo? You only live once!

(Trinity Angels #9)

[kataraseye]

Ty Lee: *signs a legal document with a glitter gel pen*

[theheartoffire]

Broken Chains { Open Roleplay/Amalia Gray }

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She took a deep breath and watched the ex- slaves stand in masses there with their broken collars and cuffs on the ground. Amalia‘s gold eyes gazed over them from the horse she was on. “ 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝! 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧! 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨 ! 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮!“ The young girl stopped next to the person that accompanied her to Emeria. Cheering and foreign languages filled the air as hands clapped and reached for her. She wasn’t queen yet, Ethan was still in charge, but what the redhead heard them call her was - Queen, Mother and Saviour-. Her long red dress slightly waved along with the mane of the white horse in the wind. She dropped the whip of one of the masters into the sand and said:“ I know what you think, you think that it wasn’t our mission to free those slaves but those thousand of people here were thousand of reasons to do it.“ Her voice was soft but filled with immense strength as she spoke holding the leethe of the hose in her dirty pale hands.

[coolyo294]

Brother Aris of the Fire Angels

The first member of my loyalist Badab War killteam.

[pathofregeneration]

Donato Giancola, Fire Angels (1998)

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“But he whose initiation is recent, and who has been the spectator of many glories in the other world, is amazed when he sees any one having a godlike face or form, which is the expression of divine beauty; and at first a shudder runs through him, and again the old awe steals over him; then looking upon the face of his beloved as of a god he reverences him, and if he were not afraid of being thought a downright madman, he would sacrifice to his beloved as to the image of a god; then while he gazes on him there is a sort of reaction, and the shudder passes into an unusual heat and perspiration; for, as he receives the effluence of beauty through the eyes, the wing moistens and he warms. And as he warms, the parts out of which the wing grew, and which had been hitherto closed and rigid, and had prevented the wing from shooting forth, are melted, and as nourishment streams upon him, the lower end of the wings begins to swell and grow from the root upwards; and the growth extends under the whole soul—for once the whole was winged.”

— Plato, Phaedrus