ever after

"Where are you from?" As I asked him his emerald eyes widened then relaxed. He dragged his long fingers through his curly chocolate curls. "I'm from no where." "Come on," I crawled closer to him. "It couldn't be that bad." He shook his head, "You wouldn't believe me if I did tell you." I smiled, I like challenges, "Try me." He turned to look at me, his legs still drifting off the side of the bed, pushing all his weight onto one muscular arm. "The clouds. I'm from the clouds."


1. prelude

His body was trembling, dripping with sweat. We were outside in the middle of the woods, the clearing, the only place the moonlight could penetrate you. 

"What's happening?" I asked him. 

He opened his eyes a little as he looked at me. "I'm going home. I'm no longer a fallen angel. I've been forgiven."

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