As the city unfolds before my eyes, I was amazed. It was Auckland; no it’s more like Manhattan here, just the exception of cars. I get the grasp of why they call it the city of wings, nephilim here are granted the power of flight. They don’t need to have a car, the mode of transportation here are by wings.
Our guide releases his wings at his back, the color of cream and so Daniel. I took time to look at Daniels blue wings, and I notice the difference this time, on the sunlight his wings has a red tainted color mixed with the blue. I admired them and the same time I envy them. I really don’t know, why but my wings won’t come out. Daniel coaches me on how we can resurface my wings, but it doesn’t work, it just won’t.
“I think I have to walk all the way through Turel’s place. There’s no way that you can carry me, with all those you have.” I told Daniel.
“Raviel would carry you, so there’s no point for you walk. Beside it will take you days before you reach where he lives and I can’t afford losing time.”
“Okay, if you say so.”
Now I know the name of our guide it’s Raviel. He then scoops me up and the both of them fly.
Daniel was not kidding when he told me it will took me weeks before I reach the place where Turel dwell. He was living on the far side of the city he built, on castle that was located on top of the mountain. After an hour or so we descend downwards, and a lady awaited us in there. Raviel leave us to her care and we followed the lady inside the castle. She was beautiful, with white skin and long blond hair. She wore eyeglasses and has blue irises. She wore a miniskirt and a vest, she look like a secretary, but a beautiful one. After the long walk he motion the both of us to seat on a long couch and told us that she will call us as soon as Turel was ready to meet us.
A couple of minutes pass and she return to us with a smile on her face.
“Master Turel is now ready to see you!” She said with her melodic voice.
She motion the both of us to follow her and at the end of the hall, she stood opening the large golden door and motion for us to enter.
As we step inside the room, I felt a surge of security crept into me. A man wearing a white robe approaches us. He looks like Sariel but a bit younger, and his room was like his too.
“I’m relief that you arrive here without any harm befall the both of you!” He told Daniel and me.
“Thank you for extending your invitation to us.” Daniel replied to him.
“My deepest sympathy to what befall the both of you, to your mother Israel and Azazel death. And to you Daniel Sariel and the sanctuary lost.”
“Thank you for your words and Sariel indeed fall with the sanctuary, our home, but he extends his thanks to you for sheltering my brothers and sisters.”
“We shelter the one who needs it.”
“It’s the same ting, without you all of us will perish. But I’m afraid we need your urgent cooperation now. Bethany and I shouldn’t stay here much longer. Sariel told me that you know where Jomjael reside, and he wants you to tell us the exact location. We need him!” Daniel haste words do puzzled me.
“Indeed I know where Jomjael reside, but it’s a far journey from here, and on your way you might be spotted, why leave if you can take this wall for your safety?” Turel’s words are sincere.
“As I say before we are humbled by your kindness and the offer of safety. For offering us a place to stay, but I’m afraid we should declined. The reason why the creation of the dark and the powers attack the sanctuary is because of us. We know that the powers hunt Bethany for questioning purposes, and I was hunted by the dark creation on the command of the fallen angel. Sariel don’t want to put you and your city to that risk, so I was ask not to stay here for too long.” Daniel explain to him
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Unspoken Chronicles
Novela JuvenilYou may have heard the world Fallen. You may have know about the NEPHILIM, but have you heard the HIDDEN STORIES?