No Angels
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"There are no good angels."
Angels. The beautiful depicted winged creatures seen in religion and stories and art. Beautiful. Pure. Wrong. They are not pure. They are not beautiful. They're dark and cruel and bloodthirsty. They kill for the sake of fun and food. They feast on human flesh and devour the hearts of their brethren.
There are no good angels, Jada's mother had said.
But she's seen one.
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