Black Vow
I was only trying to help a fallen angel and give her back her wings, but as it turned out we committed the blackest vow, and now the angel may never return to her home.
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It was a warm evening in the large city and my black attire felt even more burdensome. I pulled the black lace shawl to position back on the top of my head, covering my long teal-tinted green locks from view. A drop of sweat rolled down my neck. I closed my eyes and stopped walking to slump against the nearby building's wall. The darkness of my closed eyes called and beckoned sweetly for me to fall into a peaceful, cool rest. I snapped myself out of my trance and quickened my pace, needing to find some sort of relief from this heat before I pass out.
As I passed an abandoned building, I froze. The soft whimpering of a girl crying could faintly be heard from the cracked open door. Carefully, I walked over to the door and poked my head through. There on the floor was an angel, sobbing into her hands, her white feathered wings were limp and were dragging against the dusty wooden floor. She was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Perhaps it just was my curiosity, but I creaked the door open slowly and walked over to her. The angel looked up at me and I couldn't help but smile at her lovely face. Extending a hand up, I said softly: "Don't cry anymore, my dear." The angel cautiously looked at my gloved hand. Her face was smudged and wet from crying, but she was still beautiful with delicate features, her hair a light golden blond feathering out at her shoulders and framing her face perfectly, and her big cerulean eyes, mesmerizing.
"Aren't you wondering why I am here?" She asked her voice sweet.
"That is none of my business, dear girl. I just see someone who is in need of help." I responded, keeping my smile. "Come with me. I will take care of you." The angel blushed, her cerulean irises growing wide with surprise as she met my eyes. I couldn't believe what I was saying. Of all people, I would never invite a stranger into my home, but I felt entranced by the girl's beauty, like I had to help her in some way. She slowly reached towards me, placing her hand into mine. I took it and helped her to her feet. "This way." I led her out of the building and to my residence, hand in hand with each other.
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