I must have passed out or something because I came too feeling , someone shacking me telling me to wake up , and open my eye's. I groan and open my eyes to see a pair of golden one's looking at me filled with worry, and fear. " please stay awake....please?" I try to nod but moan as pain shoots through my body. I feel something cool and wet against my skin . I sigh and close my eye's again. his touch is gentle but as the water touch's the cut's I can't help but hiss softly. "Does it hurt?" I nod softly hating to Edomite weakness to someone I just meet. " I'll be more gentle ." he begin's again softer : like a butterfly gentle beating me with it's wings. this goes on for a while till I feel him shift softly. I open my eye's to see him looking at the cut on my forehead. I sigh and left my head for him to wash it. He smile's and gently lays my head on his lap. He smells like sunshine and vanilla, sweet and light.I can feel him gentle washing my wound, the smell of vanilla is comformfting to me; I don't know why it always has been for me.
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Fallen
FantasyHis red eyes were filled with hate/ disgusted.humans were a vile race: ungodly, unclean, a truely vile race. He had once been a angel a true light in the dark, a guild for lost souls, now ....
