Last time:
Sadly that is true. When God disappeared from heaven the world went to hell. God's trusted angel tried his best.
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But even angel taught to follow orders will crumble under the words of freedom. And that is exactly what he did. It is a shame really. He had so much to offer. Not only to the humans and the angels but to himself as well. Castiel, an angel of the Lord. Falling hard to the ground when God was no where to be seen or heard from. They even tried New Mexico, although that turned out to be a bust. Although they did get good tortillas there. Perhaps Castiel might find his way back with the help of others.
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The world was dark, sleeping perhaps. Or just anticipating for a blue eyed angel to wake up from his slumber. Although that looked grim. He wasn't sick or anything. His mind was trying to reset what happened. I have seen it happened before. Usually under the canopy of stars and the watchful eyes of a million loved ones.
Perhaps all he needed was a hug and a bit of love. Isn't that all what we want? And even if we have it,it might not be enough to hold back the demon inside us all.
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"The darkness was clawing at my throat. Closing around, making the oxygen slowly whisper out of my mouth such as my grace once did. I hear them. The whispers of love and worried angels. I have never heard of them. Are they new? Possibly. A high pitched buzzing filled my ears as the angels approached my bedside. I see myself and them. What is going here? What has happened? Is this my time? I feel that it is not. What is going on?
Perhaps the appropriate question would be what are you meant to see?
They still whisper to me, even though they are long dead and gone. The leviathans."
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"He promised me that he would never leave. That he would watch me destroy the world from the mark. Please be okay. "
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"I have watched the world crumble. I have watched humans kill themselves countless times. In a war meaning nothing, in an attempt to escape the pain, among other things. I have watched blood be spilled on innocent ground. I have made my brothers and sisters fall from Heaven. I have tried Father.
Why do you still whisper to me? Even after I could not find you. Even after I have failed you.
I'm Sorry Father."
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Blue eyes open slowly to a dim lit room. The brown shades are down, trying to block all the sun. The sun is stronger. Reaching it's little hands toward the man on the bed. Slowly stroking his face with the rays of happiness.
"Do not get depressed child, I am always here watching over you." A voice whispers in the room.
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Yells rip through the field.
"This way!" The sergeant yells as bullets zigzag in the air.
The bullets lodge themselves in the chests and heads of the men getting in position to shoot. The other men are crouching under the trench. Dirt and blood flake onto the ground and the other men.
"Why are we fighting? What is our purpose? Father give me a sign please."
A man creases fire and stands in the middle of the field.
The vision changes to a memorial. People crowding around to say thank you and goodbye to the dead. The words are carried on the wind.
Darkness follows. Well not quite darkness, more like fog. A sandy beach type of ground shook and its giant mouth swallowed everyone, the land had become a wasteland of doom. Everything is gone.
All the people sunk through the ground. Their blood staining the sides. There skeletons laying there at the bottom, except one. His looking around in shock.
"Did God do this?"
The vision changes. The water was slowly choking him, the air was gone from his lungs. All that was left, was the rocks standing their ground as the waves consumed them. Swimming was fruitless. It only lead to the end. So he prayed.
"Forgive me Father. I have failed you. Your voice once spoke to me and now it does not. Does that mean that I am unworthy of your love?"
All my children are spoken to, Castiel. Even you. I do not ever stop talking to you. Now swim.
The man swam to the surface, inhaling the life given to him by God.
"Thank you Father."
His body is carried to the shore by the waves. He was saved. Coughing up water that had followed his air path, with a painful chest. Trying to gulp air like a dying man. But he was alive. He was saved. Slowly getting on his feet he stumbles to a house whose feelings beckoned him close.
The vision changes to a man overlooking onto the horizon in heaven. Fields full of colour and a sense of peace all around. A couple sitting on bench looking at the rainbow sky. Unspoken whispers are echoed in the trees. A happy place. A smile of God streaked across the setting sky.
The vision changes yet again to a family at a wooden table.
"My vessels family. " Castiel thought sadly.
A tear streaked daughter and wife hug each other.
"I took him away. Father, was this the right choice? "
The vision changes to a hotel with two brothers bickering. Well not quite bickering. Just doing what brothers do.
"This world is filled with love and compassion. But also war and sorrow. So how can something so beautiful bring so much pain ? This isn't what Father wanted of his children, did he?"