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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="bb5606c61e30239f30b80b3491bba056""H- hello F- Father." Calla says testing her voice. Someone was behind her and was suddenly touching her own white wings. Calla whirled around. The shocking sensation of someone's hands touching the wings was a surprise. It turned out to be the man./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="7a23d722ca9c083dbc7734a2073881ae""It's okay Calla. Don't worry I was just trying to get your attention." He says, "My name is Michael, and the boy over by Father is my brother Gabriel." Gabriel waves. He has an amazing sense of hearing. Calla thinks./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="c076b5d6ef960d73a7b89556e11a04a7"Their first stop was what Michael called the Pantheon. "This is where my brother, Raphael, heals the wounded." Michael commented on the main room. He explained how the smaller room to the right was where Gabriel gave his choir classes. Out back of the building was where Michael and his brother, Lucifer, gave their battle lessons. "I also teach about all the ranks of angels."/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="4bc741853f971cad424ce6dfe4388244""He's God. He created everything. The universe, Heaven, Earth, the place below the Earth, and all life on the planet." Calla suddenly yawned as she was beginning to feel tired. "Come young one. It is time for sleep." Michael leads her to the place called the living area, which consisted of buildings called Houses. "This is yours." Michael said walking up to one of the structures. "This is where you sleep, eat (if hungry), and study." The older walks to the door and opened it. Calla walks in and stops in her tracks. The house was huge to her small eyes. "You see those stairs? when you walk up them the first door to the right is the bathroom. It is where you use the toilet and bathe. The room across the hall is your room. That is where you sleep. and you can also study and eat there but I recommend not eating there." Calla turns and hugs Michael and goes upstairs to her room and sleeps./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="5e26c6947cc1cd46345442680ce7d718""Hello young one. Do you know your name yet?" The girl shakes her head. "Well then; let's go find out." The man takes her by the hand and walked her to a garden. "Wait here." The man walks to one of the trees where an older man is sitting with a golden haired teen. After a minute of them talking the black haired man turns to the girl and beckons for her to go to them. She picks up her dress and walked over to the three./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="3a619970fae1469dfd07fdb179e229bc""Hello little girl. I think that I might have the solution to one of your problems. Your name is Calla, and you shall be known as the Angel of the Obliviac Planes of Sleep. I am your creator, your Father." The Father says./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="bb5606c61e30239f30b80b3491bba056""H- hello F- Father." Calla says testing her voice. Someone was behind her and was suddenly touching her own white wings. Calla whirled around. The shocking sensation of someone's hands touching the wings was a surprise. It turned out to be the man./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="7a23d722ca9c083dbc7734a2073881ae""It's okay Calla. Don't worry I was just trying to get your attention." He says, "My name is Michael, and the boy over by Father is my brother Gabriel." Gabriel waves. He has an amazing sense of hearing. Calla thinks./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="8c4e3e8e86e7de2f47f80f6a7d17069b""Where are we?" She asks Michael. Michael turns to her again./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="b4bf311d046e38a27f71cfd0708df168""This is our home. This; this is Heaven." He replies. A smile comes across his face. "Would you like to explore it?" Calla nods her head. She's suddenly being picked up into Michael's arms. Michael jumps and spreads his wings. Soon they were air born./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="c076b5d6ef960d73a7b89556e11a04a7"Their first stop was what Michael called the Pantheon. "This is where my brother, Raphael, heals the wounded." Michael commented on the main room. He explained how the smaller room to the right was where Gabriel gave his choir classes. Out back of the building was where Michael and his brother, Lucifer, gave their battle lessons. "I also teach about all the ranks of angels."/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="4bc741853f971cad424ce6dfe4388244""He's God. He created everything. The universe, Heaven, Earth, the place below the Earth, and all life on the planet." Calla suddenly yawned as she was beginning to feel tired. "Come young one. It is time for sleep." Michael leads her to the place called the living area, which consisted of buildings called Houses. "This is yours." Michael said walking up to one of the structures. "This is where you sleep, eat (if hungry), and study." The older walks to the door and opened it. Calla walks in and stops in her tracks. The house was huge to her small eyes. "You see those stairs? when you walk up them the first door to the right is the bathroom. It is where you use the toilet and bathe. The room across the hall is your room. That is where you sleep. and you can also study and eat there but I recommend not eating there." Calla turns and hugs Michael and goes upstairs to her room and sleeps./p