Not All Angels Fall From The Sky
Chapter 2:The Staggering Ghost
A sweep of wings was heard rustling as Magda's red hair glowed in the
dark. Her purple eyes illuminated by the blue scars painted across the
sky.
Suddenly from behind her a hand emerged along with a body and wings.
Startled she kicked what was there and looking blindly about her, a hand
grasped at her wrist, causing her to flinch.
"I'm not going to hurt you, you must come with me", said a deep voice.
Before she could answer Magda was whisked off and before she knew it
she was surrounded by beauty.
'This is it', she thought 'gods ridding of me at long last'.
Looking around at the blue sky and listening to the songs that echoed in
the wind her mind eased at tranquility, it healed all her scars.
"I was asked to bring you here, I did not mean to fright you", a familiar
voice sounded and Magda looked to the person who had taken her.
He had jet black hair and choclate brown eyes, he was much taller than
Magda herself. But she found herself feeling different when she caught
his eye. He had black wings which matched his hair and he wore a white
shirt that was ruffled and black baggy trousers.
She blinked and pushed her hair away from her eyes trying to focus on
this serenity that stood before her. 'I've never seen an angel with
black wings' she thought.
"Your very quiet for being the most eviliest angel", someone said.
Magda turned to see a young angel who looked a bit like an elf. He had
blonde hair and blue eyes, with grey wings.
"I'm not evil", she spat "Just mis-understood, dont judge me and I wont judge you.
Who are you and what do you want with me?". Her eyes were fierce and could pierce
any mans heart.
"We're are the group know as The Ones", The elfish angel replied, "My name
is Marcus and my friend here is Dimdolion. What might your name be?"
"Magda. I'm known as the Staggering Ghost", her eyes glowed as she said it, and her
anger seemed to fade. Marcus nodded and gestured for her to follow him.
She looked around in awe at this magnificent place that she was in.
A river sparkled its cool slushy water trickled down into a magnificent
waterfall. Grass was lush and sparkled of dew. Trees rose high and everything
was just so splendid.
"Why am I here?", Magda turned her head as her hair caught the sun light and glowed.
Some what like a fire, when it crackles at night not knowing when its going to dissapear
and be lost in the moonlight.
"Your here because we want you to join our group, come with me I'll explain more".