Angel

Blood

The angel did not meet the woman for a long time, no one knew why, only the creature himself.

In sadness, the woman thought he had abandoned her. How can he give up if she is still holding on tight? She thought, she is now all alone, walking in the tightrope their love created. She can't see the end, and she does not know how to get off it.

As the woman was slowly forgetting the angel, the said man came.

Man.

He came with no wings, in commoner's clothes, his only accessory was the shining smile on his face.

He held out his arms to hug the woman, but she stepped away. Blood was in his clothes, more can be seen in his back. She went to his back and saw remnant of what was once his white wings.

The woman knelt in anguish, how can he do this, she thought. He looked at the man with undisguised disgust.

Now we can be together, the angel turned man said. But instead of expected warm smiles, a cold glare met his endearing gaze.

He was taken aback.

Why?

He just wanted to be with her, grow old and see wonders with the woman he loves.

Love is never wrong, that was what they thought.