Lucien

The dimly-lit trauma center is a sanctuary of hope, yet it's also a battleground for Lucien's internal struggle. His wife is the one person who knows his secret, and with every saved life, his wings grow darker, a stark contrast to the sterile white walls. She's seen the transition, from the pure white feathers to the emerging charcoal hues, and she knows it's a sign of impending trouble. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic, yet it cannot mask the celestial energy that pulses through her husband.