Phil had reluctantly followed his friends up to the balcony where an apparent figure was standing, staying just a little bit behind as he glanced over Sophie's shoulder.
Oh.
So, perhaps even if there wasn't a cult, there was this... boy?
With giant wings sprouting from his back?
How absolutely peculiar.
Phil was just a tad less afraid of this being than murders or cults or anything of that sort at all. He seemed harmless, all curled up in the corner out of apparent fear.
Of them.
He seemed so small, despite being almost comedically large. Even sitting down, Phil could see that he was incredibly tall. He seemed pale in the flashlight of Bryony's phone as well, with dark circles shadowing the underside of his eyes. And his wings.
Oh, his wings.
They were absolutely beautiful, even if obviously very tattered and unused. It made Phils heart ache in more ways than one.
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Haunted ~Phan~
ФанфикThe house on the corner of Third Street and Nineteen Road has been abandoned for decades. It was supposedly haunted and the site for crimes through the ages, from cults to murder. It wasn't really a surprise Phil's daredevil friends wanted to go ins...
