Echoes Of The Abyss

sensed something had shifted. It was in the air, thick and heavy. The fat

as the

the corner of his room. His angel had returned, and this time,

ome for the pri

en visions of his father's sickness, but

as if he had just realized something. The

eep, yet filled with a quiet urgenc

racing. He could sense something hug

a covenant. A promise, long ago. One that I didn't fully understand at th

wed hard, his ey

half. I've fought in battles unseen,

head, unsure of wh

chosen you for a reason. He has called you, and I've made sure you wi

. He tried to speak, but the words wouldn't co

appens next, you must carry. You are the one chosen. I..

el's eyes as the weight of

his voice breaking. "

be tested. You will face darkness, but you will over

felt an overwhelming sense of peace.

e never

the open sky, a soft breeze brushing against his skin like a whisper from eternity. The

he atmosphe

ust beyond the garden's edge, was the angel. Towering, radiant, with

ll to h

me," the

ng down his face-not of fear, but

rise. You have given your life for his. Your cove

hank you," he whispered.

er. A warmth filled him-peace beyond understanding. The pain he had c

ast M

wake up the

ted to find his father at his usual spot in the

house wa

qu

bedroom, knocked

d, pushing the

s closed, a soft smile on his

s breath caught in

hing was wrong. Her eyes met her husband's

ohn-please

aking him, sobbing, her crie

e saw her father, her face turned pale. She stood in sile

where else-flashing back to the night be

erstoo

was

ken-bu

a tragedy. It was

edge didn't s

d's body, crying into his chest. He saw his sister curl into herself, whispering prayers and mem

He had laid down his lif

the mantle

ne

ith thunder, but with a stillness that spoke of grief. The entire street had gone qui

t recognition, but because his life had been a quiet sermon. He prayed for others when they didn't eve

o gold trimmings. No extravagant display. Only a cross laid over the lid, and a single photo beside it

r heart was split between heartbreak and faith-she had always known her husband was different, that his li

led in her chest like a weight, her young heart unable to make sense of how fast things had changed. Every

It was too big for him. The sleeves hung past his wrists, the shoulders w

ohn once gave his entire salary to cover someone's hospital bills. Someone else said,

l didn't hea

locked

ast words of

ight of the a

what he now knew wa

d whispered under his brea

, the clouds finally gave way. A soft rain began to f

good man, John... You finished well." She knelt briefl

wer. Her hands trembled as she touched th

the last to

hen, he bent down, removed the old jacket from his shoulders, a

he said quietly. "Now I'l

al – A Family U

sence was gone, but the echo of his laughte

n in the living room. The three sat on th

nd everything, but we trust You. Thank You for

heeks wet with silent tears. Nathanie

e added quietly. "And give us

rush, no words-just a family

k – Nathanie

hing every quiet surface of the house. Nathaniel found Jessi

tting some ai

e fresh morning light. The streets were calm. No

e. "I keep thinking about his vo

iel replied. "I don

nt. Nathaniel ordered a cappuccino. Jessica got orange juice. The ser

g people walk by. Life moved on

at the

el suggested they pick up a

ntly, selecting essentials-pasta, canned vegetables, breakfast cer

ike these

ier glanced at them.

ded faintly.

Evening

taring at a framed photo of John. When she looked up

placing the bags on the counter. Nath

alked over, and pulled

strength now,"

eared the table while Nathaniel handled the dishes. J

– Love in

, hugging a pillow that onc

rd. He just sat outside her room, back against the wal

urns – A Whisp

t alone in his room. The windo

beside him, but h

out warning-the angel appeared in the ro

't flinch this

eeper than his e

egins

y and whispered,