In response to drkottaway prompt Exacerbate
And the angels were crying
when Your time on the earth came into the end
The sudden darkness fell upon us
The earth shook and the veil was torn
Cracks in the ground and in our hearts
Not understanding your sacrifice.
You gave your all to save the world.
And the angels were crying
By your last breath and words.
In response to Hugh’ s Photo Challenge here is my entry – this was our Christmas Tree few years back in Europe:
Sunday Photo Fiction: June 28th 2015 – Rolls Royce Angel
My hands followed the wall and I hoped I can find the switch soon. I started to understand how difficult for the blinds can be the orientation.
I reached the bookshelf. I could smell the scent of the old books. Though I wasn’t a big reader the old books were always interesting me.
I found the switch finally. I turned it on but no light. Tried it again and again but the darkness just smiled into my face and prickled my eyes.
Then I heard some noise. It wasn’t very loud and it sounded like a little girl’s laughter.
I thought I was already enough scarred to continue be apart of this “great opportunity”. I was ready to leave the building.
– Tito! Why don’t you follow me? Where have you been? Big Mouth is waiting, come. –
– Boo! What does this everything mean? Why is there no light? To where we are going? To be honest I was on my way to escape this building.
– Hold this and follow me. –
– Really great answer. What is that? – Boo placed into my palm some cool thing. It was something metallic and the shapes resembled me an angel.