(𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘: 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕤𝕟𝕥 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕤𝕠 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘/𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕚𝕥 𝕦𝕡 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕚-)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~There was a young angel who was wandering around the edge of a cloud. They were looking for a playmate, but everyone was too busy.
They had the appearance of a 6 year old, when in reality they were over 600 years old. The young angel had a fluffy white Afro that was comparable to a cloud and dark skin that definitely stood out against their pure white ballerina-like outfit.
The angel's bright golden eyes stared down from the edge of the cloud with curiosity. They were always told to never roam beyond the pearly gates, but them being a child, they wouldn't listen. The angel slowly lowered themselves off the cloud with their dove-like wings and flew past the gates. Luckily they were small so it was easy to slip past the guards.
They dropped onto the ground and started walking until they reached more darker clouds. Of course, they was curious and tried to walk on them. But they only ended up falling. Falling to where? They didn't know yet. All they knew was that they needed to find a way to soften the blow for the speed of the drop combined with their tiny wings wouldn't serve as any help.
The cherub started flapping their wings as fast as possible, which slightly slowed their falling, but they still continued to descend in an alarming pace. As they passed by clouds, the environment grew darker and darker the farther they got. Before they could think of a plan, they ended up hitting the ground head first. The world around them became blurred and they could smell the familiar metallic
scent coming from the blood running down their face. Before they they could pass out, they felt large strong hands picking their frail body up. This caused them to panic and try to struggle out of the strangers grasp, but unfortunately they were too weak to do so.
"Hey, take it easy babygirl, I ain't gonna hurt ya. Just try and stay awake for me, okay sugar?" A feminine voice broke the angel out of their thoughts. From what they could tell the voice was coming from a woman, and she had a clear southern accent. They could smell the strong fragrance of her strawberry perfume.
The next few moments was a blur of screaming, panicking, and blood. By the time they were in their right mind, they were laying on a very comfortable bed. As they observed their new surroundings, they took notice that almost everything in the room was a different shade of pink. From the walls, to the carpet, to the bedsheets, it looked like every little girl's fantasy. The angel looked down and noticed the change in their attire. Instead of their bloodied and torn white dress, they wore a bubblegum pink nightgown.
The angel quickly jumped off the bed and immediately regretted their decision when they felt sharp pains in their limbs and a large headache. They managed to waddle over to the mirror on the other side of the room and took in their appearance. They had bandages wrapped all over their arms and legs, along with a gauze over their head. The once white wrappings were now stained a pinkish color has the blood seeped through,
A loud knocking at the door caught their attention. "Hey there sugar, are you awake? Do ya need anything? Food, water, more blankets, do ya need me to change your bandages?"
The same voice that they heard earlier came from the other side of the door. Now, the logical response would be to stay quiet since they didn't know this person, but being the curious child they are, thy spoke back.
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𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝔽𝕒𝕝𝕝: 𝕊𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕆𝕟𝕖
Fantasy"𝕆𝕙 𝕞𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕕! 𝕎𝕒𝕚𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕀 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖?-" In which the seven deadliest sins known to man adopt a baby angel who fell from heaven.