The door of her heavenly uber opened and filtered holy smoke rose from the soles of her diamond shoes. The silky white gown wore the delicate hips and she strode to the gates with pride.
As expected, they opened themselves and an aisle just like the one in her earthly big old church came to view. There was something harmonious about the whole atmosphere and she could already see herself strolling in such a divine environment.
A heavenly body appeared on her path ready to guide her and she smiled eagerly like she belonged within those gates. The chosen guide led her through beautiful plains surrounded by the mountains that watered them.
Rivers cascaded down the holy heights and met at the feet of the giant rocks to then find their way across the entire holy land. There were fruits. Food seemed plenty. There were happy circles but she didn't spot one she felt she belonged to.
She thought of how she'd look for them. How she had to find her class even in heaven, how irritating.
The guide didn't seem to mind her at all.
So she devoured everything that she could in her sight. Until the came to a different mountainous door. It led her to an arena and that confused her a bit as she was expecting a throne and God himself.
He was supposed to have angels recieve her in the fold but oh well... whatever works.
The divine mist started to lift the circle of thrones and she was taken back by the first face she saw. And another one. And she knew she wasn't going to stay for there for a long while so she turned to her guide and politely asked where the other door was.
He walked her to a different door and the instant it flung open, a friend welcomed her to other side.
Don't ask... sigh. I just followed the words inside my head.
wambuku w.
