That sound again, louder now, a heavy rustling sound from above. Then the figure appears, floating slowly down from above and coming to hover outside the window. Long dark hair. Kind hazel eyes. And wings, pale and bright against the dark of the night.
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Date: 2017-07-09 09:29 pm (UTC)He holds out his arms, beckoning and welcoming.