Her face, twisted by the agony she had recntly suffered. It was like her ability to love had been torn away and all she could do was solemly view the world.

She looked like she had spent an eternity in her fragmented state, drifitng through each day hoping that someone would pull her out of this pit.

Even though she was a remnant of what she was before I still loved her, her pale skin and full rose lips made her look like a living snow white. I couldn’t help but feel there was an ambience around her that drew me in.

I placed my hand under her chin and pulled her face up to mine, looking into her crystal blue eyes I knew that she could be saved, I kissed her full lips and a shiver of excitement coursed through my body.

She smiled a bitersweet smile and in that moment she looked reborn. I ran my fingers through her hair an uttered gently in her ear, “Your wings may be broken but your halos still intact”. She smiled oncemore.