How much time had passed since her exile from Heaven? She didn't know. She was doing her best not to dwell on the depression that threatened to overwhelm her, and instead tried to focus on her task at hand. What was the task? To survive. She had no further purpose than that, at least, for now. It was hard, having been exiled for Envy. At first hand, she looked innocent enough and not the type to have been exiled for such a crime. But, it had happened and it was beyond her control. She was now stuck on earth, with no chance of atoning for her sins and returning to the land of her brothers and sisters, where her Father ruled over His kingdom.
There was a smile upon her full lips, even if it didn't reach her eyes. She was trying to be happy, trying to embrace this new chance at life when things could have been so much more worse. And yet, there was still a glimmer of sorrow reflecting in her purple eyes. Her long black hair was tied back in a loose tail, at the nape of her neck. The humans would be unable to see her wings, once a beautiful snowy white and now a cold, ashen black.
Her hands were stuffed into the pockets of her hoodie, the hood down as she waked the streets of Troy. She wasn't entirely sure about her reasoning for lingering in this particular city, but she had a feeling she was needed here. That something was going to happen, though she didn't know what.