S P A R K L I N G | A N G E L
you were my S A V I O U R inmy time of need
|michel. lost inside.pup. no family. no love. |
Michel hopped about through the flowers, enjoying the feel of stems and leaves tangled in his paws. A rare, sincere grin marked him and the lanky pup began to bound through the field. His dark brown fur was now studded with pink, red and orange petals, and like a pup his age should act, he snapped at them as they fell. Then, a sound. His entire form showed his fear as he cowered closer to the flowers, auds drawn back against his skull.
From the blue veil of the sky, a silvery white shape descended. Shining, almost metallic feathers floated amongst the flowers. Michel whimpered. Karael had found him. The silver white angel took two steps forth, no emotion displayed whatsoever. His eyes were bright crimson red- matching several of the petals surrounding the two.
Boy - I am disappointed. I told you stay in that wood. God is angry.
Karael - I heard.. noises.. I was s-scared-
You are blessed! Blessed with the Godly Voices! Do not run and hide, unworthy, filthy coward.
He was flat against the ground now, and then a new sound found his ears - footsteps. Suddenly, pain. He writhed, yelping, whining, fire in his veins, his heart beating out sparks every second. His mind melted and boiled off. Nothingness came. Then, little bright pinpricks of color began to dance and take shape. Karael was gone, and across the flowers, the shape of pup a tad younger than him came into sight. Still afraid, he stayed in the flowers and watched, pale gold eyes trained on her, unfriendly after his ghastly encounter.
[[ he's schizophrenic, so she can't see any angels or anything of that matter. ]]
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THE SMILE WHEN YOU TORE ME
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