Darkness.
That's what was seen in
that exact moment from the
cloudy sky
Nothing more, nothing less.
Just pitch black and nothing
more than that.
It was still dark until out nowhere the cloud parted and rays of the sun shined through the clearing.
A figure of a human, a winged human, was seen in the sky.
The figure was falling down fastly, with what seemed like feathers falling from their wings as they fell.
The figure kept falling, apparently screaming at the top of their lungs as they kept falling, not able to move their wings at all.
Feathers kept falling from their wings as the fall continued, the breathless gasps and somewhat yells of the apparently falling angel grabbing the attention of some citizens that were passing by, making them point at it as they whispered amongst themselves.
'What could that be?'
'Is that an angel?'
'It can't be real!'
'I thought angels couldn't be seen!'
A loud noise was heard as the angel hit the ground, gasping loudly for air as they layed on the ground, their gasps slowly dying down as they were slowly slipping into unconsciousness due to the impact they took to the head.
Seconds passed by, and the angel went limp.
No longer moving as they slipped into unconsciousness.
The citizens stared at in shock and awe, not believing that there was an actual angel layed right in front of them.
YOU ARE READING
The Holy song of destiny
General Fiction"So... You really are the fallen Angel, hm? And your sweet little human friend. How cute that you two hang out together. But I guess it won't last for too long now, it would be absolutely sad if something was to happen to the sweet, sweet human.." ⚠...
