chapter 33 THERE COULDN'T BE GOD.

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Chapter 33. TTHERE COULDN'T BE GOD.

CASPIAN.

I let her go, even though it was a very hard thing to do, but I had to. What other choice did I have? She loved him, that boy, not even knowing what he. None of us know. It was much like a donut you see, I know what the outside was made up of, but the filling-the filling was so familiar, but I just could distinguish what exactly it was. It was maddening, never before had I experienced such a thing, nor has anyone I've known-no other angel can relate to speak of, but that said quite a bit. There are many of us after all...

Samantha was in good hands, even though what occurred between them, I admit, upset me slightly, I knew where my brothers heart lay and to whom Samantha' lay. Ezra stepped forward in my thoughts to myself stopping me. "We have what we need, she will be fine, we should set to task brother." with long eyes I looked up to him as he spoke , and then I remembered the precious cargo I held within my jackets pocket, and I went to cup it, but thought better of that and just rested my hand on the outside instead.

I nodded and we took off to find some wood, because Samantha had smelt fire burning wood, and then she said she had saw it be tossed into the fire and that was exactly what we were going to do. "Which wood do we require Caspian?" Ezra asked me as we made hast to get this on with, and then as if it could be no other way, Abigail opened her mouth, "Are we not surrounded by trees, here in the forest of cloud?" Ezra knew I knew what we required, as well as Abigail should have, but even so, I answered her aloud, "We require a special tree, a white tree, with deep red bark. Finding a white tree is the first thing we do." I said not angry just rushed, I needed to get back to Samantha, but in order for everything to be alright again I had to do this. I had to keep telling myself she was in fine hands.

We searched for quite sometime, when we thought it would be a bit more, I had to address something's that I felt only Ezra could help me with, but perhaps not. He felt my discomfort beside me, and his head inclined towards me, Abigail sensed what was passing between us and left on her own to find the tree's. I held my lips unsure if I should say anything, of course he hadn't a clue what I was thinking or feeling, and that made me feel alone, and sad suddenly. I felt like a child, with a child's dilemma.

"Caspian, do not feel so. You are not wrong, I could never understand what you are feeling as I myself have never felt such things. I have never loved a woman, other than our mother, but I do know love. Tis' very clear your feelings for her, and have you not followed your heart thus far? Think about how far you'd have come if you hadn't... Samantha would be dead, and we'd still be in heaven right now under father's blind law. I myself am starting to believe, that yes there is more to this, it is bigger than we, bigger than creation. And it has immerged things inside me, that I never knew existed. For that I must thank you for. I feel as if now, I have more of a purpose, as if I understand more of what family means. And that is what we are family. Do not feel like I could not be approached brother, I will always try." he finished with a hand strong on my shoulder in reassurance, just as Abigail reappeared.

 

I laughed at his declaration of loving our mother and when he said that, mother's magical voice laughed soulfully from within, making us laugh a little harder, and it was a nice reminder that we were not alone, we were all together.

We turned to Abigail, back to the matter at hand, and she nodded and we dispersed to the location of the tree. Once there we looked up and it was utterly magical I say, I let out an awed breath, feelings of all kinds running through. I was struck by the beauty of this tree, as the hundred others that accompanied it all along the hot spring we stood inside of. "I think this is where she was transported to, this is where the flower came from," Abigail announced, making my eyes widen at her accuracy, and I felt like we shouldn't take such a beauty out of existence, but it was what we needed to do, for our elders, for Samantha.

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