The Angel and the Saint

The Visit

The water was frigid cold, icing every inch of my body. My feet wade in the water to keep me afloat as the current wept upon the rocks. I watched what looked like an angel and her saint row to the edge of the stairs. No one was summoned recently, not an angel not a saint, and certainly not the counsel.

The current was getting stronger almost smacking me against the rock, I swam closer to the stairs, watching the angel and her saint paddle closer. When they made land, the saint docked the boat sideways and help the angel out. She kept her head down, as not to show her face. The saint however kept his chin in the air with his chest puffed and a stiff walk, where the angel glide. The saint had brown hair with slanted lazy eyes, fair skin, not to dark not to light. He was of average height and weight, he seemed like a normal saint until he cocked his neck far enough left for me to see the marking between his hat and collar. This man was not a saint, far from it, but did the angel know that?

Before I could ponder any longer, the startling gaze of the saint had pierced through my eyes and gassed me miles away from the threshold. Blubbering like a filthy animal, I caught my breath and tried to relax for two seconds. That supposed saint sent me at least 10 miles east of the threshold. Yet he wasn't a saint, they didn't have powers besides to heal upon request by an angel. This saint had the power to see through someone and move them upon a powerful force.

I swam the rest of day into the night to make it back to the threshold, to find the boat was still there. I was freezing and exhausted, but instead of going in through the stairs I found the bottom entrance, in the depths of no light, or warmth. I made it to the top of the under entrance, I shot out of the water gasping for air as my body was frosted over. I swam to the edge and made my way out. I realized my towel and clothes were at the main entrance. I closed my eyes and visualized where they were and concentrated to bring them to me. Within seconds I was clothed and of warmth.

Walking towards Main hall, I heard a grimacing low voice, it couldn't be the angel, they were soft spoken, forceful but never harsh toned. I rounded the corner; I could still hear the voice but not what they were speaking. I edged as close I could without being seen or heard. Yet before I could settle myself to listen, the voice stopped. My breath caught in my diaphragm, and my heart caught in my throat.

"Someone is here! I thought you said we were alone! I cannot forsake you and the transgressions you've brought on this threshold! I come at the beckoning call of sins and cries that these walls whisper, and this-this is how your respond? Monsignor? How do you run such a place?"

"Whomever is around thy corner, show yourself!" the monsignor spoke with loud bass and a forceful tone. It was his voice I heard that grimaced through my bones. I winced at the thought of his eyes piercing through my very existence. Before I turned the corner; I remembered my hair was wet and if he found out I was in the water I'd be in even more trouble. I quickly dried my hair and tied it upright. I swallowed my breath whole and present myself in front of the angel and Monsignor.

The Monsignor's face grew to stone and his eyes turned into the devils themselves. He stared at me with his lips pursed but turned his head and smiled at the Angel. The Angel was not amused. The Monsignor turned back to me, eyes still with the devils. "Miss Tougan, do you wish to explain to us what you are doing out at this hour? It is the hours in which you are praying over this threshold and those of power above you and shame those below you in the depths of his home and the lord's eyes turned afar." he always spoke in riddles that were long and eventually had nothing to do with the event or discussion at hand.

"Due please forgive me Monsignor, I felt a powerful presence keeping me from praying, I was drawn to it without the control to stay and ignore it."

"A powerful presence? That's quite interestingconsidering how far your quarters are from here.