She gave a smile before sitting next to lady inside the waiting room. They are waiting for their turns inside the appointing office in this floor.
Ladies. All of them are ladies. Everyone with their own different beauty and different hair colours of the same length. Browns, blondes, blacks, reds and others. All of them has their hair flowing freely from the top of their heads down to their waists.
As mentioned earlier, all of them are pretty. But as always, one stands out. Its not because she's ugly or anything like that. No. Its because of what she's wearing.
Her dress is not white unlike everyone else. She wears black. The colour of darkness, the colour that the demons wear. She's a demon.
She gave everyone a sweet, innocent smile. But the angels there at the moment knows better. None of them smiled back but the girl didn't care at all.
"Hi. My name is Ember."
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Ember
Fantasy"The darkness has a counterpart and that is called light." This is a story of a demon walking her way back to goodness through the help of an angel. .............................. Everything in this story is pure fiction. PLAGIARISM is a CRIME.
