“I want to go down there,” I said to myself suddenly, “I want to climb the highest mountains and see the clouds at my level, to know that I am powerful enough to scale rocks as old as time itself. I want to do all this as a human. I want to feel lighter than air, to shed these wings of ivory and leave my responsibilities to the empire behind.”
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Celestine was an angel. Feathers covered her body and complimented her long, beautiful hair. She was at the peak of her life, just turning sixteen and ready to receive someone to spend the rest of her life with.
Celestine was an angel.
Was.
Ever since she let it slip to her friend, Jorah, that she dreamed of a place free from the restrictions of her empire, nothing had been the same.
Now she's on earth, stripped of her wings and her identity, forced to live as a mere human.
But as the days pass, she becomes increasingly worried that they did something to her back in the place she used to call home.
The question now stands- Is she really a human? Or is she something much more frightening?All Rights Reserved