The Awakening

is life-it's that anything is possible. With one last deep breath, his long, plush wings extend from his back with one swift movement. They sprout out past his arms in a glorious, pure white not vis

xterior wall. His body goes rigid, the blue siding of the house shimmers as he enters. The vortex pulls

g at all the clothes this Sec has, he stands there, wondering why anyone would need so much clothing. Angels only ever wear robes. Nathanael continues to wander around the room before making himself comf

doesn't have to get involved past that. A thump causes his arm to drop. Her purse now sits on the floor, its contents strewn all over the ground,

"We both know I deserved that raise!" She whips around to face him, her hazel eyes alive with ang

anda, it's a promotion to Florida. I just wanted

ontinues, "I know, I'll miss you, too. However, some things you have to

n her hand. Her legs still pace until she collapses

mething, they attempt to pray it into existence. He's witnessed the power of prayer first hand, but he harbors no sympathy for those that don't fight for what t

the idea of a secular body that needs periods of rest to recharge. The idea of wasting hours upon hours of the day sleeping just seems strange for a being the Lord cre

to constantly hear a background chorus of worshipping music. The quiet is almost eerie. That's why, when the Secular girl turns her head and mutters something, he hears it. A strange word that shouldn't even

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