The knock would be on the door at midnight today. The one before your 20th birthday. You stood at the door, hesitantly. The knocks continued, slowly but surely. You felt blackness creeping into your mind.

Hello everyone and I hope you like my first part of the story, if you haven't read the first part then go (HERE) but now let's continue with story part 2. I wonder in my head how to tell her my nonsense

What confuses me a little is the color of the wings. Was it due to the influence of sunlight that it looked bluish from the original which was completely black? That adds to the variety of colors that