PRESENT DAY
Celio is seen staring at the clouds sitting on the out-stretched hand of a stone angel statue. Being an artist , staring at the clouds was perhaps a normal routine for him as he drew a great inspiration from there , but what made it unusual this time was that unlike before when he looks up at the clouds ,this time he was looking down at them. He was at the sky palace. When he was told it was thousands of feet in the air ,he didn't think it was this high ,above the clouds, if he hadn't already lost most of his emotions to trauma ,the view would have taken his breath away.
"This is boring" He says as he jumps down from the statue unto the Moss filled concrete ground and begins to head inside the castle
"It's all boring"
It's been 4 days since his home was destroyed. He hadn't seen Ahgony and Vicissitude since 2 days ago, they said they had something to take care of, said something concerning the fallen angels appearing somewhere else. He wasn't listening when they were saying it, he just wanted them to go, to be alone with his thoughts for a while. But now that they're gone.....
"I hate being alone. This place is boring. When they said a sky palace I thought it'll be something interesting. But it's all just walls and pillars and statues and more walls. I swear I'm going to lose my mind soon" He stands in place after he utters that last sentence and laughs at the ridiculousness of it. "I have already lost my mind."
He flashes back to when he was burying Eleanor and all his family members ,at that time he didn't shed as much as a tear drop. He didn't think he can ever shed tears again. Perhaps the shock somehow permanently fried the part of his brain which allowed him to feel sad.
"They will pay for this"
As he makes that declaration ,the logical part of him rears its head again and asks him
"How are you going to make them pay"
It dawned on him. His total lack of power.
"I will find a way ,they will bleed before me until they die"
Then it came again. That subtle whisper like voice he's been hearing since he got here, calling his name , longing for his attention.
"Celio ,Celio"
Ahgony and Vicissitude didn't hear it, just him and anytime he tried to follow it ,he found himself standing before a huge wall and couldn't go further. This time he was sick of it ,this time he was sick of everything.
"Who are you!" He yells in indignantion.
The voice comes again;
"Wouldn't you like to find out.... Celio"
"Naahhh this must be some kind of sick trick, anytime I try to find you I end up in front of a wall"
The voice comes again , this time sounding a bit more distant.
"Have you ever thought of looking beyond the wall"
At this point his patience was just being tested
"How on Earth do I look through a goddamned wall!"
He waits for a reply but gets none.
"Answer me!"
On getting no reply again ,he continues his walk , exploring the palace grounds. Through the dried up fountains and the temples and living chambers ,he walks , not at all being interested by anyone of them. For the first time his mind actually wanders far of and he starts to wonder what the outcome of all this will be.
"There's no way this is gonna end well. One of these fallen angels destroyed a whole city in a matter of minutes and there are more of them. On the other hand there's only Ahgony and Vicissitude. It's illogical ,why do they fight when they know they have no hope of victory. Hmph I wonder what becomes of the human race"
He begins to stroke his chin
"I mean ,there's no way they can actually kill us all right? But then again, when this veil thing is destroyed more of them are going to come right? And I think it's safe to assume that they're coming in their hordes. Meaning they'll have to kill some humans to make room for them, I'd prefer if they don't do random killing , perhaps they can just exterminate a country or two. Maybe China ,or... Or Russia , that'll solve our population problem"
A sigh.
"I can't believe I'm thinking about this"
The voice comes again ,this time clearer.
"Celio.... Come find me"
"Where are you!? Who are you!?"
"Why don't you come find out. Follow my voice Celio. You will not regret it"
At this point his interest was waning and he felt bored of this mysterious voice.
"Why do I have to find you. How will that benefit anyone. Who the fuck are you?"
The voice now bears subtle mischief hidden in it.
"Don't you want to see her again? I can bring her back to you"
At the mention of these words ,all his lost interest comes swarming back in and his ears twitch
"What did you say?"
YOU ARE READING
The fallen.
ParanormalMyopia, the scourge of mankind which dates as far back as time itself. Most people fail to see the abundance of wonder that lies far ahead of them , but rather focus on the little things that lie in front of them. They fail to see both the real and...