I am a small, broken person barely existing in a world of never ending night full of shadowy creatures. It's only illumination was a forever waning moon in its bleak, dark skies, with frigid howling winds that carried the reminders of my past mistakes and regrets, and constantly harassed by my own demons. Over time I began to lose the memories of what life was like before finding myself here, and now I've spent so long in this place that I have come to see my demons as companions and to arm myself with them. I've begun to protect myself from the hardships this world inflicts by burying or throwing away my emotions and to fight off the shadowy creatures that threatened to make me one of them, Until one moment.
The endless night, ended. An eruption of light filled the skies, so powerful the waning moon simply vanished. So pure and warm was this light that it simply rended many of the shadowy creatures around me. I stood there momentarily startled and confused, my demons whimpered and tightened around me as if I could protect THEM from this. After a few moments needed to gather my wits, my eyes sore from the light I began to search for the source only to discover the silhouette of a person in the distance, not only that but this person was moving in my direction with amazing speed. My Demons whispered for me to run, but as I tried to do as they bid the silhouette was suddenly only a few yards away and all I could do was stand there and ready my self.
As the soreness in my eyes began to fade and adjust to this new illuminated world, I could see now this person before me, this incredible beauty, clearly not born of this world but of some place greater than I could imagine. Even as close as this beauty was now she didn't seem to notice my presence and although she didn't move with the grace I expected of an angel, the warmth and kindness that emanated from her left little doubt in my mind. I began to notice as I watched her walk these barren and broken lands that she seemed in search of some thing. The few remaining shadows she regarded not with scorn but kindness, she whispered to them and I watched them change into little orbs of light that seemed to dance about her before finally fading away. I continued to quietly watch her for a time before I let out a chuckle as she stumbled over a stubborn rock that did not head her presence, with that she noticed and turned her gaze so quickly upon me that I could not hide, nor shield myself in any way as her eyes locked on mine, then narrowed.
If her physical presence alone was enough to break this world I lived in for so long, what then of the power behind her eyes? I tell you, I saw an intelligence beyond any I have ever known and an equally keen insight, possibly greater. My demons screamed in pain, this angels gaze pierced right through them and to their source, my very soul. They began to tear themselves free of me and as each one fled I began to remember bits of life from before, memories of the sun, memories of it's warmth and what it was like to walk under it. Memories of a whole other world I once belonged to and the people living there. But also, along with those memories came the emotions that coincide with such things, both negative and positive.
I tell you, openly and honestly. I cried, the tears flowed freely, unhindered from my very core. I fell shakingly to my knees, no doubt a miserable sight trying to wipe the tears from my eyes. This beauty, this angel from beyond my currently known world had all but destroyed me with just a look in her eyes. I felt the warmth and purity of her being drift over myself before she even reached my side and began to help me stand on my feet. Now, having such a close proximity to her physically I was surprised to notice. That for an angel of such power and quality she seemed so oddly fragile and, human. Then she smiled, a simple thing really, most times. But her smile combined with all her qualities was truly a sight. I felt my doubts fade from me, my worries diminish and a spark of hope ignite within me. Hope that maybe I can do more than exist, more than survive. That I no longer have to bury or throw away my emotions and that my demons were never needed. It must have shown on my face some how or just easily seen with her eyes because that's when she spoke
"Hi punk, been wondering when you'd come close to normal again. "
no sooner than the words left her lips, that dark world vanished and so did she.
Full of mistakes both grammar and spelling.. this fox is ok with it.
