Angels live amongst us. With crooked halos and tattered wings, they walk among us and try to remember what it felt like to be holy, spreading their remains of what were once glorious wings and remembering what it felt like to soar. It has been 54 years since Godfall, 54 years since magic had reigned and wind and immortality had flowed in Angel veins. 54 years of opression, cruelty and hatred. Ayzel is an angel, having lived in the slums of Tethoris her entire life, she doesn't truly know what it means to be happy, or free. When Angels start disappearing from their homes and one of Ayzel's closest friends goes missing she is forced to leave the city on the run. But she isn't going into hiding.