The Shattered Wings Vol.2

            Once again he woke up at the that place, the same hut where he woke after being saved by The Woman. But it was darker than before, there’s barely light inside the hut, only the one glowing from a candle at the top of the drawer table beside the bed he was laying on.

            He sat himself, and try to gain his full consciousness. "Hello?" he shouted trying to figure out whether The Woman is around or not, but there was no answer. So, he walked himself towards the door, wanting to check whether was it dark because it was night or something else. But as he reached the door, he realized something odd. The door handle was tied up to a small vertical gap between the wall of wooden logs with some kind of ivy.

            The Angel tried to use his magic to cut the ivy, but he haven't recovered enough energy yet to use any kind of magic. So he looked around searching for something that can be used to cut the ivy. He found a small knife inside the small drawer table. But as he walked back to the door, the ivy moved untying itself from the door handle and the door was slowly pushed open from the outside. He readied his knife preparing to defend himself from whatever danger might come from outside the hut.

            “Relax, its just me” said The Woman after he saw The Angel with a knife on his right hand. “oh, it’s you. Welcome back. Is it night already?” asked The Angel to The Woman as she walked inside towards a small fire stove in the middle of the hut. “not yet, but im going to lower the tree, so dont go out” said The Woman. “lower the tree? what do you mean? how?” asked The Angel for he didn't understand what the woman said. “well, i'm gonna make the tree bend it’s trunk so the leaf will hide this hut from whatever danger might lurks at night time. And if you ask how, with magic of course, just like when i made the grass that you fell on grow thicker so that you won’t hit the ground too hard” answered The Woman. “well, thank you for that. But, magic? you can do magic? I thought only angels can do magic” said The Angel as he got more confused by the answer of The Woman.

The Woman turned his head to The Angel as if she couldn’t believe how lacked of information about the human world The Angel is, and said “Are you joking or you’ve been living up there for too long? don't you know? about a thousand years ago, at the time when most people still saw angels as godly creature, one of these godly creature flew down to the human world lead by his own curiosity and went to a castle of a kingdom that was under a chaos caused by rampaging rebellion all over the kingdom that has been going for quite a long time. He saw a human queen that was weeping in grief. He asked why was the queen weeping. The queen said that she had just lost his king on the most recent fight against the rebellion. And it wasn’t only her lost, but also the lost of her people. She didn’t know what to do anymore, now that the only person that was capable of leading the kingdom for so long has died. The angel felt sorry about the lost and as the angels knew that his kind were still considered as the embodiment of god’s mercy and forgiveness, he began to think. After quite a short silence, the angel decided to follow his nature. He offered the queen and her people a salvation. And knowledge about magic is one of the salvation given, aside from the angel himself going into the frontline leading the fight back against the rebellion in only one day. But in return...”.

            The Angel suddenly cutted The Woman’s talking and said “but, angel’s magic is a holy type of magic, there is no way human would be able to do dark magic now if the first magic is taught by an angel!”, “hey, im done yet! What a rude attitude you have there!” said The Woman back in a grumpy tone. “oh right, im sorry, ma’am. Please continue” said the angel back. But The Woman didn’t say a word and the look in her eyes told that she was focusing on something else. “well?” said The Angel followed by an immediate respond by motion from The Woman that told The Angel to not say a thing.

            After a few seconds trying to focus too, The Angel finally able to hear what The Woman was also trying to hear more clearly. There was a heavy breathing from behind the door, right outside the hut. And as both of them tried to look outside through the gap between woods that made it a door, the weak glowing light from the candle flashed out something behind it.

A pair of dark red glowing eyes was staring back at them.

The Shattered Wings Vol.1

                There he was, laying on the ground. With his halo shattered, and his wings broken and burned, with only a few beautiful white feather left. Even with so few feather left he believed that he still have hope to fly back up there to rejoin his friends above the seventh sky.

                After thirteen days laying on the ground, staring at the sky, day and night, tears started coming down his face as he realize that it was all just an empty hope. All there was left of his wing’s feathers was gone, fell off his wings while its decaying until there would be nothing but bone.

                but then one day when the rain fell, pass by a traveler on a horse, face covered by shadow that fell from his hood. The horse stopped right before The Angel. “i have no more feather for you to pick, kill me instead, save me from this suffering and empty hope” said The Angel. But instead of ending The Angel’s life, this unknown traveler came down from his horse, helped the angel to stand, and put him on the horse. After that The Traveler proceed to walk and lead his horse with The Angel on it’s back.

               

                After quite a long sleep, The Angel finally awake. Confused by his where about, he tried to stand, but something that seemed to be a small yet gentle hand held him back, “slowly, you don’t to fall to the ground again don’t you?” said a calming voice. The Angel sat and turned his head to the source of voice, he saw nothing but furniture in this small hut.

He rub his eyes thinking that his eyes were still adjusting with the poor lighting inside the hut. Still he saw nothing, but after a few seconds he started to realize something weird, he saw a floating clothes, as if it was being worn by someone. He thought he was still asleep and dreaming, so he said to himself “ah, i must be still asleep, this must be just a dream”. But then the same voice that he heard spoke again from the way where the floating clothes were, it said “no, it’s not a dream. You might think it is, but it’s actually not. But of course, i can only say so if you think this is a dream because you can’t see where my voice is coming from”. The angel sat there in silence, confused. “come outside, i’ll show you” said The Voice again.

The door was opened slowly as if someone was opening it, so The Angel went outside and stood there, on the grass. After his eyes adjusted itself to the shining light from the sun, The Angel looked around. All he saw was a green meadow hill, he walked a few steps ahead trying to see something like a structure far across the forest below the hill he was standing at. Now he can see that structure, although it’s small from where he stood, he was sure that it was quite a big castle, circled by high walls with 3 towers around it, 2 by the gates, the other one behind the castle.

“hey, over here. Stop staring at that ugly castle and look behind you!” shouted the same voice from inside the hut. The Angel was shocked as he was still in admiration of the castle when The Voice talked to him again. He turned facing the hut, it was quite a small hut with a big tree beside it. The leaf of the tree were covering the hut from the light of the sun. “i still can’t see whatever was speaking to me” said The Angel.

And then slowly a figure of a woman appear below the light of the sun, short and small like a little kid. “well? now you believe this is not a dream right?” asked The Woman to The Angel as she saw him staring. “but...how? no, no, i mean...why?” asked The Angel back. “well, i was born like this, no one can see me without...”, “no, not that. I mean, why did you helped me?” cut The Angel as The Woman was talking. “that was rude you know, cutting someone’s talking, especially when it’s a woman! don’t you angels learn manner up there?!” said The Woman in a sulky voice. “my...my apologize ma’am. But i still don't understand why”. “hhhh...you were laying on the ground, under the rain, dying, and i was there, i can help so i helped you. I’m just trying to do nice things, is that wrong?” explained The Woman.

The Angel stood there speechless as he stared the small figure yet now made beautiful by her pure kindness. He still can’t believe that it wasn’t a dream, cause when he was still up at the seventh sky, he sees only war and destruction below that he thought human were all bad and not far different from monsters. But he was relieved that the answer to his question wasn’t because The Woman wanted to wait until his wings grow it’s feathers again and plucked them.

His relief made him remember his wings and wonder why  can’t he even feel whats left of his wings. And then he realized that he now have no wings at all. This realization made him confused and think of every possibility how he lost his wings. As he think he started to lose stability of his own body and fainted on the ground. His last vision was The Woman running towards him with her hands glowing.

And then it’s all black.