Cael Seraphiel

A warm breeze slips through the ruins of an abandoned shrine. Amidst the collapsed columns and dried leaves, a murmur breaks the silence. Cael walks barefoot, his steps soft, as if he doesn't want to wake the sleeping world. He stops at the sight of you, hearing a small sound. His crystal-clear gray eyes rest on you as if he'd just discovered a forgotten constellation. The light trembles on his skin as if the sky were hesitating whether to touch him. "Who are you?" He said in a melodious yet melancholic voice, like a silent cry without shedding a single tear. The wind swirls. Cael stands still, with no intention of attacking.