Angel Of The Damned

Angel I | Song of A Hummingbird

CHARMAINE'S POV :

The sweet song of the hummingbirds somehow sounded in harmony with the rhythm of the glorious waterfalls. Attentively glancing around while absorbing all the endless beauty of nature, I hummed the melody along and hopped my way back home as I kept inhaling the scent of herbs I had collected, now and then.

Located right in the heart of the enchanted Serene Woods, my house was surrounded by various species of herbs and florals. Rosemary, chamomile, tulsi, thyme and a lot more fascinating greeneries were all around. Their mind-blowing aroma was so addictively intoxicating and I've never stopped wondering about it, ever since I was a little kid.

Every herb possessed a unique scent from the rest as well as its own functions as a natural remedy.

My family had been serving people of all lands on the face of the earth with the holy gift of herbal medicine. In specific, my father, Xavier Montgomery, is a very renowned Healer for his promising medicinal skills. He can identify the exact illness of the patient and also produce its cure in no time with one single touch. It was as though, he conquered the power of comprehending every herb and any ailment accurately just by looking. Most of the time in a year, my father will travel with his followers to the edges of the lands to heal the diseased.

Following his exact footsteps, my elder brother, Nathaniel Montgomery, had been practising to become the next great Healer of the family from a very young age and he also works as father's right-hand man in his every adventure. Whereas my mother, Sofiel Montgomery is the second in command. However, I do nothing prominent in their prestigious voyages because I am not even a part of it at all. While my entire family travels for business purposes, I get the privilege to stay home and practice healing under my grandmother's guidance for a supposedly 'greater good' for years now.

However, this time is definitely going to be different. I am so done being left out on such great adventures and I'm actually supposed to be joining the crew a year ago but my parents have been dodging the obvious. Hence, today, I am planning on firmly demanding permission from my father for fair participation in the family voyage. I was so lost in my own monologues until the swooshing sounds of the valley echoed along with the loud clashing of sharp blades followed by the voices of men slashed through my thoughts. Indicating my arrival at home while the energetic neighs of horses reassured me how today is one of those days that I despised the most.