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Chap.2 part 2 "Beginning the Dream" |
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I sigh, tired emotionally. Too tired to release Micheal, too tired to think about the reprecussions that may come. Wearily I put a hand to my head and allow a single tear. I then leave Micheal, still hanging, in the throne room to sleep.
Walking down the halls of obsidian and marble, I stop every so often to Look at the Art that adorns the walls. Pictures of my history, of heaven's history, are depicted there. The Birth of Creation, the fall of Lucifer, the Fall of Eve and Adam, the First Murder... the list continues on and on, and each reminds me of one of the two things I lost on my journey, the lesser of the two, my innocence.
I enter the Master's Chambers, Micheal's 'Old room', and step into a familiar place. A place that makes me feel as if I will turn around and see Ari... but I know she will never be seen by me again. The Chamber is a large bedroom, with two beds. A fireplace that you could walk into takes up most of one wall, and a portrait of us hangs above it. My weapons are set out on a simple Dark Wood dresser and my formerly white cloaks rest within a walk in closet.
The dark rage wells up in me again, but is broken by the pain before it gets any head way. I curl up on her bed, and cry myself to sleep....
Azrael awoke underneath a tree knowing only his name. His downy black wings fluffed out behind him, and he marveled at them for a bit. Little more than an infant, he toddled to his feet and wobbly stepped forward. He did fine for a bit, but then landed on his rear. He felt no pain, but the shock of it made him burst into tears, and tears made him sleepy. As he closed his eyes he heard a rustle, and then a warmth... and promptly fell asleep.
He again awoke, near the tree, but in a person's arms.
"Look, he's awake!" a boy's voice said.
"I can see that Micheal." said an older girl.
"He's so little..." said a slightly younger girl.
"You were too, Uriel."
"He looks funny." Said an older boy. "I like the color of his wings though, black, unlike my blue ones. I wonder what Adam and Lucifer will think of this... Its been a while since the last one of us, huh Eve?"
"Yes Azazel, it has."
Azrael's stomach rumbled, and he began to cry.
"I-I think h-he's h-hungry..." stuttered a very young boy.
"Go get me some goats milk please then, Gabriel."
"Y-yes'm."
Once again tired, and now safe, Azrael slept.
 Azzy Rael · Thu Sep 03, 2009 @ 11:31pm · 0 Comments |
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