Snippet #2157189

Luna looked at Molly before her gaze shifted to her wings. Her eyes followed their shape and inspected every feather. "Why don't you hide them, like I do?" She asked a little surprised. She couldn't imagine walking around with her wings out the whole day. Of course, it felt better to give them the space they need, but she had learned to ignore that feeling. It was much more important to look as normal as possible, because she still wasn't comfortable with giving up being a human being.
Her head turned as Adamah spoke. What he told them was surprising, but definitely not unusual. The current Earth God was... Well, he couldn't really adapt to the new world, or not as quickely as he should. It was actually a very good decision to find a successor. He would get great power and an even greater influence.
Luna's ears picked up Molly talking and she looked back at the other angel. "Everyone has a puprose, altough it may not be clear at this very moment. You will find something, maybe someone, who will give you a goal. Go for something you believe in, something you want to do." She smiled sad as she spoke her last phrase. She hadn't had a choice, that's why she thought it was so important for others to have one.