"Beings that can only tell the truth are prone to deception."
Ireland
April 13, 1504
My head lay upon his naked shoulder as James wrapped his wings around me. The smoldering fire in the hearth made my crimson hair seem to light up the night. I tried to hide the tear that slipped out of the corner of my emerald green eyes.
Ireland
April 13, 1504
My head lay upon his naked shoulder as James wrapped his wings around me. The smoldering fire in the hearth made my crimson hair seem to light up the night. I tried to hide the tear that slipped out of the corner of my emerald green eyes.
James saw it and he gently wiped it away. "Don't worry my love. I wanted to do it. I love you Miss. Alyson Rose Ellwood more than my own place in heaven."
"I love you too" I replied.
"But you will fall" I thought to myself, I dare not say it out loud. The thought just made me cry harder.
"I love you too" I replied.
"But you will fall" I thought to myself, I dare not say it out loud. The thought just made me cry harder.
"Shhhhh I've got you" but I could hear the fear in his voice. Not for when the archangels decided to take his wings from him and cast him to the harsh reality of the true world. He was more scared for me. James knew without his wings he could not protect me from Him.
A man that goes by many names in my family, the only man on Earth that can kill me and my protector. And He will kill me. Even though James denies it, I know He will. He always does.
I will miss James so much. I will miss his long, bronze hair and his soft blue eyes. The way he kissed me perfectly and the way it feels to wrapped in his arms. I will even miss him trying to make me go to church. The sound of my own laughter in such at such depressed time was surprising.
"There we go" James said. "I've always loved your smile." That compliment just made me grin like a fool.
James got tense under my head. "What?" I asked.
A man that goes by many names in my family, the only man on Earth that can kill me and my protector. And He will kill me. Even though James denies it, I know He will. He always does.
I will miss James so much. I will miss his long, bronze hair and his soft blue eyes. The way he kissed me perfectly and the way it feels to wrapped in his arms. I will even miss him trying to make me go to church. The sound of my own laughter in such at such depressed time was surprising.
"There we go" James said. "I've always loved your smile." That compliment just made me grin like a fool.
James got tense under my head. "What?" I asked.
"Get your clothes on" he whispered. So now it starts my end. We hurried to get our clothes on when the powerful archangel broke down the door. The archangel looked no older than twenty but it felt like he was older than time. James took me by the shoulders, "promise me you'll run and never look back."
"But... I said between sobs.
"Do it!" he almost yelled.
So I did. I ran, to nowhere. I cried, with no tears. This is how it’s going to end, how it always ends. I heard the soft beating of my lover's wings. But I dare not look back, I promised him I would run and never look back. Until the soft song of James wings stopped, I looked back and the look on his face made me gasp, the sorrow in his gaze was like watching a thousand men die.
I ran to him. I heard and saw nothing but him, and the archangels rip his beautiful silk wings out as he tumbled to the ground.
"You monsters" I screamed but it sounded like the faintest whisper you would ever hear. I ran to him as the archangels were leaving. The archangel took one look at me with absolutely no regret or expression on his face, which makes me worry, who really are the good guys? Then my gaze went to James. He was in the poorest of peasant clothes and the two most gruesome scars a mortal could ever see were lining his back.
He was lying on the ground trying to hold in his crying but he wasn’t doing a good job of it and between sobs he kept repeating that he was sorry.
“Oh my God we need to get you back home and you don’t need to say you’re sorry" I cried.
So I did. I ran, to nowhere. I cried, with no tears. This is how it’s going to end, how it always ends. I heard the soft beating of my lover's wings. But I dare not look back, I promised him I would run and never look back. Until the soft song of James wings stopped, I looked back and the look on his face made me gasp, the sorrow in his gaze was like watching a thousand men die.
I ran to him. I heard and saw nothing but him, and the archangels rip his beautiful silk wings out as he tumbled to the ground.
"You monsters" I screamed but it sounded like the faintest whisper you would ever hear. I ran to him as the archangels were leaving. The archangel took one look at me with absolutely no regret or expression on his face, which makes me worry, who really are the good guys? Then my gaze went to James. He was in the poorest of peasant clothes and the two most gruesome scars a mortal could ever see were lining his back.
He was lying on the ground trying to hold in his crying but he wasn’t doing a good job of it and between sobs he kept repeating that he was sorry.
“Oh my God we need to get you back home and you don’t need to say you’re sorry" I cried.
“Ah, that would be good, help me up please" he said then winced at the pain." His sobs were dying down now. “I do need to say I’m sorry, I can’t protect you now.”
“You can always protect me, mortal or immortal” I lied.
He seemed to be too worried on trying to catch a glimpse of Him to notice my lie. I pulled on his jacket to get his attention. I almost started to cry when I saw the love in his eyes; I just hope he can get through this nightmare this time. "Look at the bright side right now, I mean I'm still alive and you’re alive and we are together. No?" I replied.
He seemed to be too worried on trying to catch a glimpse of Him to notice my lie. I pulled on his jacket to get his attention. I almost started to cry when I saw the love in his eyes; I just hope he can get through this nightmare this time. "Look at the bright side right now, I mean I'm still alive and you’re alive and we are together. No?" I replied.
"Yes but..." That's when he got serious. "I know He is coming but I won't let him have you."
"That's what all of them say" I responded.
"But I will protect you even if it means my own life!" But we both knew it was a lie.
That's when the storm started brewing not just in the sky but in my body as well. The roaring sounds of thunder and the fires of lightning rattled my bones. And there He stood less twenty yards away. I tried to use my magic but he drained me of all the power and will I had in my mind and soul. I was useless. I was like a thousand armies stuffed into a box and deprived of all their weapons.
"Run!" I tried to tell James but he was already running towards him. In a second like a flash of lighting James was on the ground in a pile of blood. "No!" I fell to the ground, my legs felt as if they were frozen as ice but yet they were fluid at the same time. I had to pull myself to James. He was only a couple of feet away but yet it felt like an eternity.
As I finally got to him, dropping down to the ground I began to weep. I love you" I cried to him. In the faintest whisper he cried "I’m sorry…" Then his heart stopped beating and mine broke in two. At that moment I let Him take me. I lay on the ground as He crouched next to me and brought His mouth down to my ear and said "pray for me" in the most devious voice I've ever heard. I had no reply but to close my eyes and remember… nothing. My vision was blinded; my mind blank the world I once lived in was dead. My reason for living was gone. I then let Him take me; I let Him stab me in the heart, with the dreaded silver dagger with the slithering snake riding up the handle. I then felt the sweet release of my heart being put out of its misery.
That's when the storm started brewing not just in the sky but in my body as well. The roaring sounds of thunder and the fires of lightning rattled my bones. And there He stood less twenty yards away. I tried to use my magic but he drained me of all the power and will I had in my mind and soul. I was useless. I was like a thousand armies stuffed into a box and deprived of all their weapons.
"Run!" I tried to tell James but he was already running towards him. In a second like a flash of lighting James was on the ground in a pile of blood. "No!" I fell to the ground, my legs felt as if they were frozen as ice but yet they were fluid at the same time. I had to pull myself to James. He was only a couple of feet away but yet it felt like an eternity.
As I finally got to him, dropping down to the ground I began to weep. I love you" I cried to him. In the faintest whisper he cried "I’m sorry…" Then his heart stopped beating and mine broke in two. At that moment I let Him take me. I lay on the ground as He crouched next to me and brought His mouth down to my ear and said "pray for me" in the most devious voice I've ever heard. I had no reply but to close my eyes and remember… nothing. My vision was blinded; my mind blank the world I once lived in was dead. My reason for living was gone. I then let Him take me; I let Him stab me in the heart, with the dreaded silver dagger with the slithering snake riding up the handle. I then felt the sweet release of my heart being put out of its misery.
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