Chapter 1:
I fell. I was cast out of my home. There is no easy way to describe it. Basically, I was thrown out of heaven with other angels who made the wrong choice according to everyone else. At the time, we thought that making a stand and showing our defiance would change things for the better. Man, were we wrong. The fall took my breath away. It was dark, and I couldn't see anything. I groped at darkness to only grab air. I could hear the pitiful cries of the others around me, begging to return home. I couldn't speak, probably because I was hardly breathing. I had no idea what would happen to me next. I didn't have my wings any longer and I needed them. Would I be haunted by my choice forever? Would I ever be forgiven and return home? These were questions I could not answer.
I felt as if I was falling for ages. It was still dark, but I couldn't hear anyone screaming or crying around me anymore. I think they just gave up, like I did. I stopped trying to answer every question that was running through my head about how I would end up. It was useless because I had no idea where I was going to end up. I was getting tired of hearing the roaring silence of the Fallen. I closed my eyes.