An Angel's wings are earned, feather by feather at an unfathomable cost. Because it's only after everything's been lost that an angle can finally see whom it is they came here to be. For only a ship that's been tossed and then lost upon an indifferent sea can carry the cargo no hunger nor disaster could ever exhaust. That luggage of love, that holy missive from above that cardinal language that fits everything and everyone like a glove. That ever warming whisper we all dream of. No... an Angel's wings come at a cost. Because without them all our hopes would be lost. X 10/28/2021 © Raena Exe 2024 *All rights reserved.
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