Flightless Bird

Casted Out

A dove was flying past a forest at an alarming rate. Its wings flapped as fast as it could go. Something seemed to be chasing it. It flies past a tree and is followed by a deer. The deer was also running for its life. The hooves of the deer could be seen. Once it noticed nothing was following it, the dove and deer slowed down. The deer looked up, spotting a little water hole. It stepped closer to it with curiosity. It bent its head down drinking the cold, refreshing water. The dove sat on a tree branch watching the deer. The dove was a sign of purity.

The deer then got startled, taking off without the dove. The dove saw a human like figure dashing after the deer. The dove tried to follow, but its wings weren't fast enough. It caught up to the deer but only to watch as the person caught it, and the dove never seen the deer again.

The dove heartbroken looked up to the sky and let out a chirp. Then, all of a sudden, everything was quiet. Until a knocking rang out, and a bright light shone through. A young girl with chocolate brown hair woke up. She heard the knocking from outside her door. She yawned and sat up, looking out her window, which only showed clouds. She heard the door again. "What!?" She yelled out. The door opens, showing another young girl. Her blonde hair in a pony tail, she crossed her arms. "Seriously!?" She called rolling her eyes. The brunette looked at her. "Okay, what am I missing now?" She said. The blonde gave her a look of disbelief. "It's your turn to look after the book of purity."

The brunette gasped and immediately got out of bed. She almost tripped over her covers that had fallen onto the floor. She looked to the blonde who had already been looking through her closet and throwing clothes at her. "Hey, I can put an outfit together, you know." She says. The blonde scoffed, throwing her a leather jacket with a red shirt. "Yeah, your outfits include sweat pants." She tells her. The brunette nodded along. "They're comfortable." The blonde shakes her head. "I don't care. Get dressed. We have a lot to discuss." She then leaves the room shutting the door. The brunette muttered to herself. "I'm the oldest." She then gets dressed.

She meets with the blonde as they walk out of a pearl,white two story house. Instead of a normal town, they were greated with clouds and a field of green grass and flowers. This was what humans considered to be Heaven. All around them, people were flying. All different kinds of wings are attached to them. The brunette sighed. "Why can't they just walk?" She asked. The blonde looked at her. "They earned their wings, we haven't Michaela." Michaela groaned. "Imagine how much easier it would be, Rafaella." She tells her.

Rafaella nodded. "Yes, well, all the more reason to do your job." They walked towards a big building with big marbled collums. "I overheard mom and Gabriella talking." Rafaella said. Michaela looked at her. "Let me guess, mom gave her a big task?" Rafaella shakes her head. "They were talking about, you know." Michaela frowned. "Oh." Rafaella nodded. "It's been a year, and we still don't know what actually happened." They walked into the building. They passed older people, and the people started whispering to each other as they walked past.

Michaela noticed them and looked at her sister. "They hate me." She tells her. Rafaella didn't notice and waved her off. "That's not true, and you know it." She said. They walked to an enclosed book. The book is decorated in pearls. Michaela digs in her pocket for the key. "I forgot the key." She said. Rafaella rolled her eyes. "No, I didn't give it to you." She takes out a bronzed key. She sticks it into the whole and turns it. The case opens, and she takes out the book. "Michaela, do you swear to look after this book." She asked. Michaela nodded. "I do somenly swear." Rafaella handed her the book. "This is where I leave you, I have to go to the nursery. Baby angels don't feed themselves."

Michaela frowned. "I wish I had nursery duty." Rafaella looked at her. "You just had it last week." She laughed. "You'll be fine." Michaela looked at the book. "If you say so." She watched as Rafaella leaves. She looked down at the book. "I don't suppose you have any suggestions on what to do?" She asked it. She nodded. "Didn't think so." She huffed and grabbed the book, going to a desk and sitting down. For the first minute, she stared at it blowing air. A few minutes went by, and she was throwing a paper ball up in the air. The next few minutes, she fell asleep. She gasped, waking up and looking to see if the book was still there.