Angel
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Prologue Sunset on my wings
Italics----thoughts
The lone lithe figure stood basking in the scarlet sunshine. Silver tresses flowed around him, caressing his expressionless face and long black robe like a gleaming river. Silver blue feline eyes fixed on the horizon, hard but with a wisp of reverie, as if seeing something deeper than just the stunning sunset over the ocean.
A flutter of wings behind him signaled Ceroberus's arrival. The lion guardian trotted over beside the silver haired angel and bowed his head silently to the sunset, showing his regard.
As if on cue, all around the pair black clad figures appeared, gathering their forms's from thin air, some animal like, and some humanoids, all tipped their head in a silent ritual to their creator—the unknown force dominating all life, behind the setting sun.
No eyes of live creatures, whether animals or humans, can see them, except for the eyes of the dead or dying. For the messengers collect the spirits soon to be leaving their body and lead the way for them to heaven. Though animals can usually sense their presence, and they feared it; Perhaps of their closer ties to the nature---and death.
As soon the last brilliant rays of the sun disappeared behind the horizon, the silent group scattered, each went their separate ways, searching for lost souls.
"Heard the little girl hit by a car today?" The sonorous voice of the lion shattered the silence.
Yue heaved out a small sign and ripped his gaze from the now darken sky and turn to his companion.
"You were there to collect her?"
"Mmmm, she wouldn't accept that fact that she's dead and insist on finding her mother" The lion growled a mirthless laugh. "Until she saw her mother huddling her still body beneath her."
"...This is our job, it's what we're created for, no matter how much we hate it"
"You, always the purposeful one" A laugh(or as close to a laugh as a lion can emit), Ceroberus's large lion eyes turned once again towards the horizon, "but don't you ever want to be free? Free of all this struggles from death, free of the accusations and fear in their eyes...?"
He received no answer, only a light comforting touch on neck before the angel disappeared in a swirl of elegant wings.
Youngsters these days, the lion chuckled to him self as how he sounded like an old grandpa. His wings appeared behind his back and wrapped around the form. In a swirl of light breeze, he was gone.
The shore line seemed empty and lonely, with a touch of sadness and lingering question...
When can we escape fate?
Disclaimer: me no own, u no sue...
Prologue Sunset on my wings
Italics----thoughts
The lone lithe figure stood basking in the scarlet sunshine. Silver tresses flowed around him, caressing his expressionless face and long black robe like a gleaming river. Silver blue feline eyes fixed on the horizon, hard but with a wisp of reverie, as if seeing something deeper than just the stunning sunset over the ocean.
A flutter of wings behind him signaled Ceroberus's arrival. The lion guardian trotted over beside the silver haired angel and bowed his head silently to the sunset, showing his regard.
As if on cue, all around the pair black clad figures appeared, gathering their forms's from thin air, some animal like, and some humanoids, all tipped their head in a silent ritual to their creator—the unknown force dominating all life, behind the setting sun.
No eyes of live creatures, whether animals or humans, can see them, except for the eyes of the dead or dying. For the messengers collect the spirits soon to be leaving their body and lead the way for them to heaven. Though animals can usually sense their presence, and they feared it; Perhaps of their closer ties to the nature---and death.
As soon the last brilliant rays of the sun disappeared behind the horizon, the silent group scattered, each went their separate ways, searching for lost souls.
"Heard the little girl hit by a car today?" The sonorous voice of the lion shattered the silence.
Yue heaved out a small sign and ripped his gaze from the now darken sky and turn to his companion.
"You were there to collect her?"
"Mmmm, she wouldn't accept that fact that she's dead and insist on finding her mother" The lion growled a mirthless laugh. "Until she saw her mother huddling her still body beneath her."
"...This is our job, it's what we're created for, no matter how much we hate it"
"You, always the purposeful one" A laugh(or as close to a laugh as a lion can emit), Ceroberus's large lion eyes turned once again towards the horizon, "but don't you ever want to be free? Free of all this struggles from death, free of the accusations and fear in their eyes...?"
He received no answer, only a light comforting touch on neck before the angel disappeared in a swirl of elegant wings.
Youngsters these days, the lion chuckled to him self as how he sounded like an old grandpa. His wings appeared behind his back and wrapped around the form. In a swirl of light breeze, he was gone.
The shore line seemed empty and lonely, with a touch of sadness and lingering question...
When can we escape fate?