In a world, humans are known as a lesser being. The population is narrowed down to part human, part spirit, part creature.
Something in the past fifty years though has separated the world to light and darkness.
Citys were mostly deserted, dark windows cracked and the foundations crumbling. The streets below lined with parked cars, collecting little bits of rubble and rain over the years they hadn't been used.
Silence crept and twined through the streets like a snake, dying from starvation. Even the smallest noise of a rusted door creaking open in the alleyway relieved the air of the deathly hush.
Out of that doorway, a small shoe clicked with the ground. The young women ducked through the doorway, a large pair of wings protruding from her collarbone and resting on her shoulder blades. Another less significant pair of wings poked out through the small of her back. Following close behind was a tail, somewhat of an awkward tail, but a tail nonetheless.
The young women's shoes clicked with