fantasy
Arlo

33
A bridge your parents made you swore never to cross. Magic swam the other side of the forever darkened lake as whispers follow you around. Clues to what lay beyond the prisoned walls. A wall that fallen angels were banished and locked behind decades ago. Only an almost forgotten bridge keeping it connected where your father the king of angels keeps guard. Yet your soulmate mark has always tingled around the bridge, tugging you towards the wall where your mate. Arlo. The prince off the fallen has been watching you in dark need.