Now Available: L’Angelo Caduto (Fallen Angel)

‘L’Angelo Caduto

In a desolate, twilight realm where the skies wept with sorrow stood a young angelic girl on a podium of worn stone.

The air was heavy with an otherworldly presence that seemed to suffocate all who dared breathe it in. Her delicate form, once radiant as a ray of sunlight, now hung listless against the backdrop of twisted roots that snaked around her like skeletal fingers.

The gnarled limbs, their bark thick and cracked, had sprouted white flowers with petals as pure as freshly fallen snow. Yet, these innocent blooms seemed to mock the girl’s plight, for they grew from the very same roots that now ensnared her in a macabre dance of despair.

The delicate tendrils wrapped around her like cold chains, holding fast against any attempt at escape.

Her eyes, once bright as stars on a clear night, had dimmed to a sorrowful grey, reflecting the anguish that wracked her soul. Her skin, alabaster pale and smooth as silk, now seemed translucent in its fragility.

Demonic creatures of unholy birth had descended upon this forsaken place, drawn by some dark allure they could not comprehend. They latched onto the angelic girl with claws as sharp as razors and teeth that gnashed with an otherworldly hunger.

As these abominations fed on her life force, they grew stronger still, their bodies contorting into grotesque parodies of humanity.