As things may seem this angel is kind and just, Yet through her role she is forced with having to speak with the Leader of Hell. Her job is to transport souls to Heaven to be tried and then lowered to were they are sentenced. May it be Heaven, Hell, or even reincarnation. As her job moves closer to the flames of hell, she has struck the fancy of the greatest demon of all. He wishes to know her for what she is, but she is strong willed and will not be tempted. So he places a curse upon her head. He knows he can not touch her in Heaven, and nor can any man. So he sentences her to stay or all of Algarond will fall. She is heart broken over a lost love as she mourns his death. Mankind losses it's will to care. So she breaks under the pressure and ascends to heaven awaiting the sins to unfold. Her friends visit her as the gates to Heaven are open.
As she lays to sleep upon her clouds she hears a faint sound calling to her. It is her love that she has lost. He is confused, and needs guidance. She goes to him hoping to find the man that she lost. But it is dark, and he is barely seen through the shrouds of darkness. She calls to him, and he answers. He speaks of a slumber that he could not wake from. She tells him that he has been lost. He is confused and finds that he must get answers. He tells her that he will not return until he does. Tears fill her, as she watches him leave. Knowing that she may never see him again. For the light of truth holds no lies. She lays her broken heart to rest and finds another man calls to her. But through her pain she is unable to answer. She holds herself and falls gently asleep.
The next morning a Dove comes to her with a scroll. It explains that another man in her life is also leaving. She does not know why, but is heart felt, and saddened. She reads with pain as he talks of leaving her his home along with a few friends as he wonders the earth in search of his answers. Again another being not sure of his future.
A great sigh is formed as her heart is once again heavy with grief, and finds her self wondering to the house that held only a few memories. But they were deep enough to move her. She stared at the bare floors and saw a single rose waiting for her by the fire place. As her friends made hast to do his farewell wishes, she found herself wondering behind. Standing gently and feeling grieved. She felt like she lost a part of herself, as she stood on the porch of that vast home. She said a small prayer for his safe journey, and his return. Holding the note and the rose close to her.
2 comments:
Loving an angel is a dangerous prospect for a man. Slip from thos e glorious arms and it can be a long way to fall. A man ought to have wings of his own; then they might fly together and support one another whe the journey grows tiring...
Very true but this pour girl would never have anything to look forward to on the ground if man could fly. Heaven itself would lose it's mystery if it was so easily accessed.
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