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(Dean)
I walked down an old, yet not abandoned, train track. I hear a sound that hurts the human ear. Not physically but emotionally.

Whimpering.

I start running towards the sound. My eyes come across a human. But I come to realize he is no human. Wings are attached to this human.

This must be an angel, I think while picking up the body and moving it from the tracks. His eyes open and become wide.

"It's okay, It's okay," I whisper, which seems to calm him. The first thing I noticed about him was his eyes. Beautiful Blue. Almost like the ocean on a clear night, when all of the stars in the sky are visible.

His dark hair matted atop his head. His lips parted slightly to breath and he squinted at me.

His wings hung from my arms, looking almost physically unusable.

I started to run. Run as fast as I possibly could.

I made it to my large house and ran to the back door, around the pool.

"Sammy!" I called for my brother and realized he wasn't here at the moment.

I ran into the living room. The man in my arms had fallen asleep with his head resting on my chest.

I draped the blanket over the angel and he seemed to be comforted by it. His frown lifted from his face and he looked at peace.

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