:artist: noah
:medium: painter6

she decided to fall, far and away from the heavens, the paradise, her home.
in mount hermon, she stayed.

and in her moments of utter silence, she spoke to destiny, death, dream, destruction, desire, despair, delirium. and in these moments of unspoken words being exchanged, she continued falling, with her loss of one love.
stolen, by the grim reaper.

centuries passed, and she lived on blood.
blood that dyed a wing to black.
and with the passing aeons, slowly,
her heart too turned raven black.