"An angel spotted near Retropilis!" "Angels are coming down to save us all!" "Angel unconscious near Retropilis! Is this divine being here to send a message?" ክቿሠ ልክኗቿረነ ዘቿዪቿ ፕዐ ነልሀቿ ሁነ ልረረ ሠጎረረ ጕጕዪቿ ልክኗቿረነ ርዐጠቿ ዕዐሠክ ፕዐ ነልሀቿ ሁነ? ጎነ ፕዘቿ ሠዐዪረዕ ርዐጠጎክኗ ፕዐ ልክ ቿክዕ?
It all felt like scribbles now. Was it really worth it? Is your virtue still there? Was it really worth it? Was she really worth it? Maybe taking a blame for your last kin was the good thing to do. But was it good for you? Why wouldn't you think for yourself and your well being for one minute? "The stage is dark, the seats are empty. So why are you still acting?"
It doesn't matter now. You have to get somewhere safe, anywhere.
Do angels wound? Do they feel pain? Cuz you sure do. Clutching your waist, you could feel the faint wet, crimson, blood. The smell, the strong smell of iron, giving it its metallic smell and taste. The blood slowly turning a darker, blue-brown, color. It's oxidizing, already? Was it that long? Why does blood stain white so much?
Can you even hide your angel form? You remember, your รเรtєг telling you about it and how to do it.
Your halo, it was glowing -you had to do this fast before you attract attention- you took if from your heads, it slowly becomes bigger, as it forms a giant ring you throw it down, your wings and clothes changing in the process, before the halo goes back to your feet, it becomes smaller and it becomes shoe jewelry
You should find a job, maybe somewhere where it's bustling? That should work! Many customers should be there
You come out of your hiding spot in an alleyway. You start to walk somewhere.. In hopes of finding a map, your heels clicking with each step. "You don't have a soul. You are a soul. And you have a body"
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Oof.. I've literally lost all my passion for writing (on Tumblr at least..) But I'll keep trying for this to work!
