She slowly walks up to him as he warms by the fire. As she creeps a little closer he turns his head slowly so she can just see the side of his face. He turns his head more. Then he opens his eyes. The most beautiful florescent blue. Brighter than anything she had ever seen. He slowly gets up from the watery ground. The fire still burning bright behind him. He now stands. His shirtless body reveals his magnificent wings. They open with mealoncolly. They intently look at each other. The two fallen. One from heaven the other from hell. He from the place of perfect. She the place of absolute evil. They ran from their sides. They couldn’t be apart. She stripped bare. Nothing but the slashes of devils claws and her black demonic wings. As the rain pours feathers start to tear from her wings. She falls and weeps. He just stands and stares. One single silent tear runs down his cheek. He kneels down next to her and takes her in his arms and wraps his heavenly wings around them. He can’t stay away from her. He knows that he must protect her in any and every way possible. He grabs her with the sweetest sorrow and kisses her. In that her wings change to the brightest white. She no longer naked becomes clothed in the rarest lightest green. Her hair turns blond. And her eyes, no longer red, turn as blue as his. And with a flash of her wings the fire goes out and the rain stops. They look into each other’s eyes and kiss once more. They stand hand in hand and slowly float up to heaven where they welcome their little lost angel back. She’s home. All thanks to her noble prince. Her savior and love.