"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the five thousandth annual reaper and Angel academy graduation and alumni promotion ceremony." I announced to the ocean of angels and reapers.
"It is an honor to be hosting this year after the Holy Spirit's remarkable theme last year titled 'The Flame of the Future', this year, I decided for a more traditional approach as you may tell by our volunteers handing out masks we will have a masquerade! I call it Light Hidden in the Dark." I announced to the audience clapping with graduation cap in hand eager to send them flying."Well my friends, acquaintances, family and strangers, I do not need to repeat why we celebrate tonight, it is a night for you! But most importantly it's a night to find who you will be working for. Allow me to introduce some of the bosses: We have the toughest Angel in town law enforcer of heaven Archangel Michael, Archangel Gabriel recorder of deeds and messenger of God..." I went down the list even including death but as usual she never shows, so she never gets an intern. She always preferred to go at it alone.
God then walks to the podium to give his statement to commence the ceremony.
"Attention my children, attention. These 5,000 years of acknowledgement is for your enjoyment, be safe,have fun, and please no killing in here newly made reapers your scythes can wait until you reach earth. With that said let the festivities begin!" God exclaimed in his hearty old voice.
Gotta respect the man. So jovial in such a depressing state of humanity, I will never know how he does it.
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The Journals of Life
General FictionMy own personal spin on @PandoraButler's story "The Journal of Death". Enjoy readers.
