To Keep You

Flowers And Angels

Chaya's P.O.V

The sky was so blue it was nearly white. Snow fell like swan feathers from the sky and the ground was blanketed with layers of sparky white snow. I lifted my face towards the sky and shivered as flower-like- petals of snow fell upon my skin. The warmth radiating from my breath melted the snow and as if the snow was crying, water descended my chin and neck.

Life felt weightless and my body was nearly floating, thick bushes of Russian violet hydrangeas trapped me in within the fairy-tale like garden. As I spun around to take in the beauty of the garden, the train of a dress tripped me up and I fell before a water- fountain. Palms supporting my weight, my eyes glanced down upon the dress that wrapped around my body like water.

The bodice was sheer and white lace hugged my breasts snuggly. From the tops of my breasts to my collar bones was bare as the dress housed only detachable sleeves. They were too made from white lace and from my elbows to my wrists they covered my skin, leaving my shoulders and parts of my arms bare to the harsh cold. The further my eyes traveled down the more white lace they took in. Beyond the bodice, the skirt was large and flowed around me like the ocean. It was soft to the touch and sparkled under the faint glow of the sun. The train was long, and my feet were bare of any shoes.

My mind screamed at me that this wasn't right, how I did I go from a barn to a garden? Where were my shoes and where was Malachi? However much my mind screamed, my heart shushed it and drew my eyes away from confusion and up towards the water-fountain before me.

It housed two pools, the bottom one fuller and caught the water the top one spilled. The top one was smaller and inside the pool was a statue of an angel, her hands were outstretched towards heaven. Water flowed from her hands as tears ran down her cheeks. Her hair was formed in a crown braid, and her wings were small as if she were barely older than a child.

As if lost in worship, she seemed to continue to pray for the water that flowed from her hands and descended into the lower pool. It was as if she was praying to God for water and He blessed her with more than she ever desired.

My eyes narrowed; I suppose it was easy for an angel to pray to the one who created her. It was easy to worship the God who blesses her with heaven. Take away her wings and curse her down to earth and let's see if she still worships the almighty God.

"Why do you think such things?"

Startled by a voice of a woman, my eyes snapped away from the water-fountain just in time to see a woman emerge from the flower bushes. As if sucked from my body, air fled from within me at the mere sight of her, for she truly is the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes upon.

A diamond was the shape of her face, greyish-blue eyes looked upon me with wisdom overflowing from their stormy depths. Her skin told a story of the sun's deep love for her, it was tan yet not dark enough to show any sighs of previous burns. Just faint enough to show that the sun once dared to descend upon the earth to kiss her. Her nose was straight and her lips full. The hair lining her eyebrows was dark yet thick, they arched above her eyes. As white as the snow upon the ground, perhaps even whiter, half of her hair flowed down her back in glorious waves while the rest was braided and pinned around her head.

My eyes tore from her stunning face and down her body in a curious manner. A blue dress shielded her body from the cold. Its bodice was coarse looking, it appeared to be some form of leather. From her shoulders to just above her elbows, three leaf-shaped metal plates layered one-another and laid over the fabric of the sleeves of her dress. From the waist down the dress appeared to be softer and pooled around her feet.