Prolouge (The Falling)

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Footsteps pounded as angels all over Heaven ran towards the center of the palace. Mumbling apologies the ran into each other, bumping wings and tripping as they ran to the only person who could help them with the dilemma at hand. "Shit" one of them muttered as they finally reached the heavy wooden door coated in delicate brass work. He gently opened the door just a crack and slipped in shutting the door behind him. "Serenity" he called quietly as she stirred in her bed. "We have a situation"......That was ten years ago when her mother had done the worst thing an angel could do...She had fallen.

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