ThisJoker456
Pulsar
- Joined
- Nov 14, 2012
Venera was lucky to keep her wings. She should've kept her mouth shut around him. The oh-so-great holy one. He wasn't so great when she knew his weakness. When she confronted him about it, he yelled at her and casted her down from the heavens to Earth. Great going, Venera.
Venera stood at 5'8. She had jet black hair that went to elbows and pale blue eyes. Her skin was an olive color. Her wings were the color of porcelain. She had a nice figure with curves in the right places. She was the definition of an angel. Literally.
She laid in the grass of what seemed to be a field in an opening in a forest. She groaned and sat up, rubbing her head. She recalled what had happened a few minutes ago. She sighed and stretched out her wings before standing. What if someone saw her? Would they hurt her? They couldn't kill her. She was immortal, but if she lost her wings, then she would be mortal and she could very well die
Venera stood at 5'8. She had jet black hair that went to elbows and pale blue eyes. Her skin was an olive color. Her wings were the color of porcelain. She had a nice figure with curves in the right places. She was the definition of an angel. Literally.
She laid in the grass of what seemed to be a field in an opening in a forest. She groaned and sat up, rubbing her head. She recalled what had happened a few minutes ago. She sighed and stretched out her wings before standing. What if someone saw her? Would they hurt her? They couldn't kill her. She was immortal, but if she lost her wings, then she would be mortal and she could very well die