Snippet #2134479

“You can’t do this!” he screamed as a beam of light surrounded him, how had it come to this, this was all wrong and he struggled to move from the beam of light but when he touched it, his skin felt like it was on fire, the light seem to grow brighter and brighter, engulfing him in a tunnel like structure. He screamed, but to no avail. He had seen this happen to other angels, but he never thought he would be in this position. He heard the loud whistling of wind around him, like a tornado, but he couldn’t open his eyes the light around him was blinding. Only moment his body crashed into the cold hard ground on earth, making a thunderous thud. He pulled his arm from his eyes, the air around him was thick with the smell of rain, he seemed to be in a forest or wooded area. He yelled out angered and in pain, he could care less about the pain that pulsed through his body, it was the pain in his back.

He sat up slowly, taking deep breaths, trying to relax, but the pain was too intense and he knew exactly what was causing the pain, his wings. The span of his wings were easily twenty five and he tried hard to stretch them, but they wouldn’t budge, he didn’t want to believe his wings were broken, unusable. At this point the pain subsided as a new feeling filled every inch of his body, rage. He stood and although he knew it wasn’t possible he tried to fly, one failed attempt after another. His breathing was heavy and his body was growing weaker with every attempt. He froze when he heard a voice, it was familiar and yet at this very moment he would give anything to be back sitting next to the being that voice belonged to.

“My child, you have fallen from grace and for that you were cast from heaven. You must find your salvation, if you wish to return.” The voice was powerful and that of god.

“You can’t do this to me, It was not my fault!” He screamed angrily, though no reply can. He knew it was his fault he had let that demon poison his mind for so long, he had made his bed, now he had to lay in it. He fell to his knees, his body n longer able to stand. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath trying to clear his thoughts. “You must find your salvation if you wish to return.” He repeated to himself under his breath. “What the hell is that supposed to mean.” He frowned irritated as he sat down leaning against on of the large trees. “Could have at least given me a shirt ass hole.” He yelled to the emptiness of the forest as he looked down at his bare torso. He let his held fall back hard against the trunk of the tree as he tried to ignore the horrendous pain in his back from his wings. He closed his eyes, hoping, wishing this was just some really fucked up dream.