“SHAME”
“Say it again.”
“I FEEL SHAME”
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Angel POV
The day has come where I will face God himself. I cannot avoid the Heavens, fore there is no other place for me. Yet my world becomes dreary knowing that I must leave this place with all of my findings.
Do I tell the truth? Does God not already know of my sins? If these are my wrongs, then why does it pull me into the abyss? It is all so foreign to me…yet all I crave.
Feathers have slowly started to accumulate at my feet. What will I become if there is nothing left of me? Another falls right between my feet. It tickles my skin, causing me to take a step back just to feel another right under my foot.
Looking down, there is a mass surrounding me. I look to my reflection to see that my wings are becoming sparse. The exposed skin sparks a rage inside of me.
Stomping on to one feather after another, though it seems never ending as I’ve come to realize many more have decided to fall. I am not quite sure what was going through my mind in my brazen attack against myself, but once I glanced at my reflections again, I couldn’t help but stop in my tracks. My wings were almost completely exposed.
My barren wings resembled a bat’s; thin and sickly. Just one touch and I’ve left it all tender. What have I become? What am I becoming?
My train of thought is cut off by this ringing in my head. I am being summoned once more.
How will I face God?