Sometimes your desires are the corrector


Fairy (dubbed into English)

This story is not weak people pear much less for cowards like me but I'm the only one that survived to this story but escaped from it because my friends fell JUNIC misojos face with such great and incurable wound that was not even proved necessary to try to heal and coienza story as any story that is happy but not so happy end.

A sunny summer day was me and my friends playing on the beach while leaving expanded our wings to see all our white wings but I was the only different in that my wings were white and my wings were black like the shadows and while the hair they are like gold mine are like the black cloak of night and they have some expressive blue eyes mienstras my eyes is dead and is so deep and black. You weigh as my friend people can be so different from me but the truth is that long ago I had no friends was a being so lonely and depressed but one day they came into my life to save me from myself but I never thought that salvation would be the destruction of them that day at the beach a fairy appeared in front of me alone and I asked him just one wish that all the angels tubieran exactly what they want but I did not know was that what was Qurie angels tods die.

water that was born a monster as large as a hundred-torn skies and strong like a thousand angels but that was no reason for fighting ddejar caused some brandished his and the others took their bows while the latter took their spears and attacked the monster, but while they were attacking, my world turned black with red clouds while the monster cut transbersalmente and while blood trickled from their bodies I saw in my hands stayed one more drop of blood for more injuries but I could do a black angel nisiquira had a gun but a stronger light than the sun that broke my bubble surrounding the gothic monster and then say:
Angel Cuevas, listen well your wish was that He obtains them exactly what they wanted and the only dream of an angel is protected dying loved one lives, please

Accented empze head to run as fast as I could but although it was far from the EXPLOSION, EXPLOSION that burn my wings and throw me to the world huano but what nobody knows is that an angel has lost its wings can not be down to earth that if they do they will live a short time and my time is running out and that's why I wrote this last breath what really happened with those angels.




Short story by senegoid ademordna
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Written on 2010-08-19 at 01:42

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jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
perhaps you need better angels.
2010-08-19