Dark Angel
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His face was pale and his hair was dark as night. His eyes were dark holes and he felt, to me, like a creature of the night. His dark clothes added to the eeriness and his low voice sent shockwaves through me.
"What are you?" I questioned, staring in awe as dark, black wings protruded from his back. He looked like a dark angel.
"I'm exactly that," he said, reading my mind. "I take lives. I turn light into darkness. I turn happiness into sorrow." He paused, staring me in the eye. The full moon was blocked by his figure, creating a silhouette of light around darkness.
"I am a dark angel."
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