Literature
Trust an Angel
An angel, his angel. His angel shouldn't be taking such a risk she shouldn't be going off on her own to face who know's what. It was too dangerous what if
images of ivory skin covered in roses
no, it's too thin and runny to be roses
flashes through his mind and his mouth opens to protest. But then his eyes meet hers, such a fierce azure, and he freezes, not knowing what to say. Someone else speaks for him, instead.
His anchor. His handsome, powerful, emotionally-cold anchor is the one to speak up. "Why must you go alone, Riori?" he asks sharply, making her flinch slightly. But if he didn't care, he wouldn't ask a