Heaven's Traitors

Heaven Is No Longer Our Home

Preface: Heaven Is No Longer Our Home

Cold, that’s all I felt. I didn’t feel warm or lively like I usually did. I felt cold.

                Cast out; traitors they called us.

My father, Uriah fell in love with a human. From day one the rules were taught to us. To love a human was a disgrace. Loving a human was a sin. Yet my father loved one anyways, and I was the product of their love.

                They hid me away and taught me Heavens rules. All was well, their love was a secret; I was a secret. That is until my sixteenth birthday; the day I got my pure white wings. They were beautiful; they shimmered when the sun hit them just the right way. My wings were perfect.

                Dad always told me to not get my hopes up about getting wings. He said since mother was human I might be too. I refused to believe it though. Humans weren’t special.  The day I got my wings was my last day in Heaven.  The elder council new about me the moment the wings sprung from my back.

                 We were thrown out. My mother was eliminated. My father was punished and, because I grew wings, so was I. We were to live on Earth and be surrounded by the very beings that caused our exile.

                Our descent to Earth was excruciating. Slowly our white wings turned black. As each feather turned an unbearable pain was sent through our bodies.

                 As we plummeted to Earth I cried. I cried for the loss of my mother. I cried for the loss of my home in Heaven. I cried because I never got to enjoy my precious white wings, for they were now a wretched ash black. I cried for the pain I felt. I cried till I was numb. I cried because I am no longer the playful girl who laughed constantly.

Now, all I am is cold.

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