The dreaming

Chapter 6

Cold angry eyes. Cold blue angry eyes. That's what I seem to be facing right now. Here paces back and forth across the meadow stomping out Daisy's. " I'm so pissed! how could you do this I told you not to!" he yells "i , I don't understand? All we did was talk nothing was done" I say in a confused tone as I sit on a marble looking Rock. "He's Dangerous!" He yells throwing his hands up to the sky in frustration. He Continues furiously pacing back and forth in the meadow, there are no more daisies to be smashed to the dirt. "At least he's not a jerk to me. At least he talks to me and doesn't blow me off for some bitch!" I yell at him. He's at me in a second hold my face, making me look at him. "Look, I'm sorry Skye. I can't. Rules are rules. I just don't want you hurt." He says, his eyes almost buying my forgiveness. I turn away. I'm furious and I don't understand why he does this. "Look, he's not one of the good guys, he's tricking you"

I turn away from him. "So would you at least explain what's going on." I say to him. "the fallen angels are an order of angels that are devoted to sin, To create destruction, to create panic, to create pain. These fallen angels are insidiously evil creatures that spend their immortal existences corrupting man and inspiring indulgence. As the antitheses of guardian angels, they work to tear down the faithful and promote the wicked. They are markedly different from demons and evil spirits, who are chaotic creatures. Though they project to be kind, living, heavenly, fake pretty much. They exist as selfish individuals, motivated only by their whims and desires. Unlike erratic fiends, fallen angels are methodical and patient, which makes them much more terrifying. They were once a guardian angel at some point but failed to serve god and then banished to hell forever in satins gates of hell." Finishes without even sounding winded. "So all of that mythology stuff is real then?" I ask him. "Yes. I happen to be a guardian angel. But we are not allowed to be emotionally or physically relations with humans" he says looking sad. "Oh. So then he's a fallen angel?" I ask. "Yes, that's why he's dangerous. I have to go though. I'm sorry." He says then he's gone.