It's a world of grief we live in, it doesn't matter if you are from another, our everything unfolds in presence of Fate, we are venerable creatures in front the great Gods, we are boneless creatures meant to live on divines offering, take it with your open hands or let them shove it down your throats it doesn't matter to the Gods, all they do is look down upon us from their higher throne weaving our destinies into endless knots of sorrow.

Love was never supposed  to be selfish, it's something even Gods was scared of to offer, so he birthed his children without the ability to love selfishly, but then it grew inside those offspring's heart, the more ardent the more selfish the love becomes.

Mortara, someone who has fallen from the divine grace was born from the emotion of selfish love, the Two daughters of Gods stirred the beginning of chaos falling in love with the Gods fallen, the race long abandoned by their Lord, the fate even the Gods wasn't able to realize, how naive for these souls to fall for each other when the heaven itself is their foe, it's not just a tale of love between souls but the telling of our Lords Cruelty.

"Our love have been slithering from millions of years, I have seen the bits of it's remains on this wretched ground, it's time that our love must live above the heavens,  and you eternally mine."

Jagar Silverwing-

I was a man of winters, before you left a touch of warm Autumn leaf on my skin.

Valac Silverwing -

I painted you into my poisen eyes, and how I didn't realised your paper like hands socked my sorrow-filled breath.

-Jaravin Silverwing

I was tired of my pretty skin but then you saw my rotten flesh, grace in my madness and then it was you I loved, its you I adore.

-Aryx Silverwing

All it took was a kiss on your little hands and I was man deceased to crawl for your love.

Jaceal Silverwing

I have only found comfort in my scars, until you called them beautiful.

-Harex Silverwing

These fangs has only slaughtered throats, and when they were on yours, they struggled under your cherry scent, only then I was merely a beast.

- Gathor Silverwing