09-03-2016, 09:40 AM
His name is Micah. He has stunning white hair and icy blue eyes. His skin is like porcelain, and almost as pale as his hair. He wears a dark blue hoodie with the hood up to hide his unusual hair color. Hidden from human sight; powerful white wings bend against his back. Sentenced to Earth in order to project those He cherished most. The humans. He's 5'9 with a lithe structure, strongest muscle area being his back to support his wings.
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A cool breeze pushes at the edges of my hoodie, pulling the fabric tighter around my face as I go. The cold causes a chill to run down my spine, but my gut tells me it's more than just the temperature causing the hair to ride on the back of my neck. Something is hunting out here, hunting the humans.
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A cool breeze pushes at the edges of my hoodie, pulling the fabric tighter around my face as I go. The cold causes a chill to run down my spine, but my gut tells me it's more than just the temperature causing the hair to ride on the back of my neck. Something is hunting out here, hunting the humans.
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“By what right does the wolf judge the lion?"