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kneeling upon the ground, white wings of brilliant light, faded and dimmed as the last of the angel's strength was taken from him, he had given of himself all that he possibly could, he had taken the addiction, the pain, the suffering of others into his body and as the last person rose from their knee's their veins purged of the sickness that flowed through them, the angel thought only this "May those who have been given another chance at life be grateful, may they live every day to its fullest, and may their strength never again fail them, for in the coming days I will wither, and I will perish, but I shall not die, I will become something I never was, Something terrible and twisted, evil without end, may they be strong enough to kill me." the angel thought as his body was consumed by the darkness, the sickness that now flowed through his veins, the anger, the jealousy, the doubt, and hate consumed his pure heart, and in place of wings of light, there was only darkness.

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Isis101
22:13 Jul 29 2012

I like this...a wonderful narrative!

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