I fly down to earth. Earth is so much more...exciting. Everything changes. The globe. The days. The climate. The people. One day its sunny. The next day its rainy. People's lives are so entertaining. Everything changes. Their hair. Their outfits. Their meals. Even their growth.
I land on a building. I arch my camera. There's so much inspiration I can take down here. I start taking pictures. So much more stuff goes on down here. Everything is different. Everything doesn't look the same. The tides change. The winds change. Wish I could say the same about Heaven.
I look around. It's snowing. I love snow. Mainly because I don't see it often. It never snows in heaven. I wish it did. It's so white and so cold. I grab a snowflake and try to snap a photo, but it melts in my hand. It changes to water in the heat. It changes too. I fly up and just snap pictures of the snow. Each snowflake is different. There are no two snowflakes that are the same. It's always just one color.
"I guess I should go back." I sigh flying up into the clouds.
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FantasyA young angel comes to the Hazbin Hotel. Varian is not really an angel. He's half and half. Half Angel. Half demon. Gray as he calls it. He's come to Hell for one purpose and one alone. He wants to find his father to ask why he didn't do anything wh...
