A Talk about Heaven

​Gabriel sighed and sat stiffly on the motel bed. The thing made his skin crawl with the amount of lust and wrath  that radiated from just the sheets beneath him. He could only imagine what he’d feel if he actually touched the bed. The prophet (he had to remind himself that her name was Jamika, … Continue reading A Talk about Heaven

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How Thou Art Fallen

Michael stood on the precipice of Heaven with tears running down his face and splashing on to his simple battle scarred armor. Blood oozed from several wounds decorating his face and arms, staining his white clothes a red so deep it was almost black. The sweet wind tousled his curly brown hair and ran gentle … Continue reading How Thou Art Fallen