@llbertas: ❛ you will not fall. i will not allow it. ❜
hand presses to a wound at his belly ; one of many . the angel's words cause q to look down at himself , taking in his injuries for likely the first time . then , slowly , he looks back at them . eyes follow their wings , raking over the feathers , fascinated . distracted .
he looks back down at his bloodied body .
" are you an angel ? " he removes his hand from the wound to glance at the blood ... puts it back . ( is pressure even helping ? ) he hardly seems cognizant of the pain that must certainly be there . " why would an angel save me ? "









