We can’t be saved

[Mistress Dalisay]

 

You are given the task to linger among humans. Heaven only has one question, “Are they salvageable?”…who knows.

Why question it? There hasn't been a reason to think otherwise. So you go find a reason, ending up in a crowded nightclub, locking eyes with another.

”Well isn’t it a lucky night for you.”, eyes locked. I beckon with my finger and you slyly make your way through the crowd. “I was looking for a bite.”

How have you ended up standing in a dim room blindfolded, naked, ankle and wrists shackled to the floor? Let’s call it my magic. 

Sensing me close; “I will savor every moment of this.”, I whisper in your ear unexpectedly. Suddenly wings spring from your back. Both of us standing frozen.

“Are you cruel?”, the question cuts me like a knife. How do I respond to an angel in my captivity? I’ve already come so far so should I really have any regrets? 

“What do you think?”; actions speak louder than words so I use force. Kicking you down to your knee, I lay your head nicely under my foot and let all Hell break loose for my little angel.