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Posted: February 2nd. 2009 3:02:05 PM
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A Fallen Angel's Wings: Verse 5
by Evesapple89
Age Group: Adult
Verse 5
A New Angel
Light shown through the fluttering of the cream colored sheers, bringing a subtle joy into the calm atmosphere; a large marble room with extravagant windows, trimmed with golden frames, lined the walls. The ceiling had a mural decorated with sunset clouds and images of saints and angels; with God, the Virgin Mary and Jesus Christ holding hands rimming a crystal chandelier placed in the center of the room. A single piece of furniture sat silhouetted under the chandelier, a glossed, black grand piano. The graceful white and black keys sat lonely in the silence, the chords longed to be heard. A lovely sound they remembered, the calming, crying and loving from the artist and the admirers, they wished to be loved once more. Then, as if their prayers were heard, a light and quiet G sharp echoed through the cold white marble. Then a graceful melody followed.
“Senorita Diann, ” a built man with buzz-cut blonde hair contrasting with light cocoa skin walked into the room, his face showing a bit of disarray and paranoia.
The delicate figure that sat at the polished grand piano turned her wavy golden hair dusting the wind with a sent of honey, “Yes, Edmond?” her voice was soft, almost a warm whisper, although her vibrant yellow eyes showed a distant coldness as she stared through Edmond with a look that could kill.
He hesitated and gathered his thoughts, “Sir Michael wants to see you, ” he paused and a small line of sweat fell from his brow, “immediately.” he nervously fidgeted with a small stack of papers that he had entered the room with, looking from Diann to the floor and back to Diann.
She sighed heavily and sluggishly lifted herself from the piano stool, “Tell him I will come when I please.”
Edmond bowed, his shoulders shaking profusely. He rose and left the room without saying another word.
Diann, an elegant flower that was encased in a cold ice, gracefully went to the door. Her steps were so light, she could have been floating. Then with a disappointing sigh and one last glance, she left the room.
Author's Notes: Unfortunately I had lost the jump drive that had the next two verses and additions to verse 5. I forgot it in the computer lab and when I realized I forgot it, it was gone from the computer I had been using. I would continue the story, but I hate rewriting stuff because it never sounds the same, so I haven't continued at all and don't plan to again...
Hope you liked it :)
Author's Location: Sheboygan, Wisconsin
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