A small glow lighted the room. A small candle shined. Cecilia sighed while she twirled a feather in her hand. Her eyes were fixed on it intently, with interest. She leaned onto her table, and then dropped the feather, feeling exasperated. She felt useless. She had known where it had…
Alexis was staring down at his hands while he sat in the small kitchen. He just kept quiet while Uriel made dinner. All was eerily silent, other than the sounds Uriel made while he cooked. I am such an idiot... Alexis felt horrible. Through the week, Uriel had not spoken…
His wings fluttered a little on the soft blankets. Alexis moved his head to a side and frowned, but he did not wake yet. Soon, he felt the lack of leafs below him. His eyes opened a little; his mind was finally free of exhaustion. He felt relaxed, something that…
He was following calmly; his bag swayed a little on his back, in between his wings. His amber eyes could not avoid looking at the decaying trees that surrounded them, ones he remembered well. For some strange reason, he felt unnerved. And he could not pinpoint why, he couldn't explain…
"I really don't think-" "Shhh!" Uriel kept quiet and stood awkwardly, because Ayako gave him a look that very well said: "Don't argue or I will take measures". His tail moved side to side, indicating his nervousness and shyness. He was not daring to let go of the bag she…
The clouds tangled with each other, like white fog. A huge black void flowed below it, in the depths of the big abyss. The fog was falling down the edge, like a misty waterfall. One hundred armored figures stood by the edge, with a frozen and focused stance. No angel…
A whole golden lot... Alexis crossed his arms grumpily when she laughed. "Hehe, you dropped more than ever!" He shook his wings a little and glared at her. He was not surprised to see that Ayako was already picking up the bundle of feathers he left on the rock. Most…
Alexis held one of his wings carefully. His eyes were trailing every single feather, as he brushed them gently with his fingers. He was trying to control his anxiousness; now that he was alone, he could not avoid falling into his worried thoughts. When Ayako had left, he had waited.…
The breeze was comforting. A demon was sitting on a hill between the trees. He was staring intently at his claws, while some small violet flames tangled around them. His gaze was full of doubt. He knew why he had acted. He knew perfectly. He would feel guilty now if…
Another cough echoed between the cracking of the fireplace. Ayako was glaring at the flames, sat on her chair. Her anger was as strong as her headache. Her blue eyes glanced sideways, at the table. There were a few feathers, which shined with the fire's light. It could be so…