Falling from Grace

Once she carried the light of heaven within her wings, untouched by sorrow or shadow. But pride became her burden, and slowly the light began to fade, leaving her suspended between heaven and the darkness below.

Her wings still remember the heavens, but her heart has fallen into a place where grace feels like a distant memory. She is not without beauty only broken, grieving, and lost beneath the weight of what she once was.

She did not fall because she had no light… she fell because she forgot she was made of it.