Feathers
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Last published Thu, Dec 24, 2020
WARNING. COULD CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT. Rating is 16+
Promise Gray isn't too known in her small town. She's homeschooled, and really doesn't go anywhere. Only two people knows she exists, not including her mom, and she doesn't really see one of them lot. Yet Promise is ok with that.
Promise finds this weird large feather on the ground on day. She thought it wasn't a normal feather. The feather was large, and black. Not like a normal size bird. So she took it home, to try to figure out what it could of belonged to
Though that same night, she heard a loud noise in her room. A large black winged creature. She couldn't see the face, but she heard the voice. It was a man. Before she could see him, he left. Promise followed him, which lead her into a whole new world for her to learn.
But as she spends time with him, she learns that he is a fallen Angel, and a big trouble maker, that may put him and Promise in danger.
Started: December 6, 2020
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