Solemnly the woman stood, a solitary figure in the barren, blasted landscape around her, surrounded by silence save for the muffled cries of the child in her arms. She ran her fingertips around his small cheek to soothe him, gazing down at him with tear-soaked eyes.
Momentarily, a man appeared, materialising from thin air a metre before the woman on the sundered rocks beneath their feet, wearing tight black jeans and a black tank top. His small arms from his shoulders to his wrists were tattooed with primal symbols and markings frequented by hellish depictions of demonic figures, all in coal black. His deep blue eyes were fringed with eyeliner and his
straight black hair fell in uneven tresses, shortened dramatically at the sides. His pale face drew a sympathetic expression as he stretched out his arms for the child. A small, restrained sob escaped from the woman's torn face as she saw them, but she did not hesitate. Placing the baby in his hold like it was made of glass, she choked, "Look after him."
The man nodded, looking down into the young blue eyes gazing up from his arms at him with curiosity. Despite the soberness of the moment, they brought forth a tiny smile in him. "I will protect him with my life," he uttered, looking into the woman's eyes for a moment.
Without another word, the man and the baby were engulfed by a column of swirling black smoke rising up from his feet. In a moment it had passed, leaving nothing but air where they had been.
A single, desolate, broken cry rose up from the woman's throat.
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When Heaven And Hell Aligned
ParanormalThis is an original story about an angel/demon power struggle on earth for a man who could unite or destroy them both. 25-year-old Carter lives a shattered life trying to escape the pain and confusion left by his abandonment by his parents immediat...
