Letters from my Darkest Angel
Summary
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“The angel of death has been abroad throughout the land;
you may almost hear the beating of his wings.”
"Many people fear death, but what if there's nothing to fear?
Because the dying have angelic help when they pass over."
"Death was once a living creature, tortured by his past.
Death was once a human, a mortal. Death walks among us."
"How does an angel of death do it's job if it's
wings are clipped?"
"There was once a hint of compassion in his ice-blue eyes."
"He's misunderstood because his face reads;
Angel of Death, darkness, evil."
"I can just barely tell when you're afraid,
but that's the only emotion I've recognized."
I felt the cold air wisp around me; not only mesmerized by this, but frightened.
“The angel of death has been abroad throughout the land;
you may almost hear the beating of his wings.”
"Many people fear death, but what if there's nothing to fear?
Because the dying have angelic help when they pass over."
"Death was once a living creature, tortured by his past.
Death was once a human, a mortal. Death walks among us."
"How does an angel of death do it's job if it's
wings are clipped?"
"There was once a hint of compassion in his ice-blue eyes."
"He's misunderstood because his face reads;
Angel of Death, darkness, evil."
"I can just barely tell when you're afraid,
but that's the only emotion I've recognized."
I felt the cold air wisp around me; not only mesmerized by this, but frightened.
Love the book bae. Keep writing :)
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