Angel And Spirit Of Rain
I have been hearing her voice for a while now. The purest, the clearest voice that I have ever heard since my birth.No wonder that when she is such an angel.
With her snow-white wings behind her back, she wanders around the sky and clouds searching for all kinds of stories. The stories which she calls "stories of humans". Seem like they are telling about the lives of humans under this layer of clouds. Some are pretty nice and calming, when others contain the brutest things that one cannot imagine.
Whatever kind of story it is, I always find it really enjoyable and entertaining. Even though I can't read it by myself.Angel is calling for me in her usual cheerful tone. This girl, she can find me right here all by herself, but for some reasons, she keeps calling and waiting for my response. There had been times when I would rather stay silent than call out for her and it didn't happen very well. She would get really upset and then scold me for neglecting her.
Since it is really bothersome, I have developed a habit to answer Angel whenever I hear her voice.
Her voice, if I have to describe, is like a melody that will bring whoever hears a nostalgic and peaceful feelings. I don't get it, but these are the feelings overwhelming me everytime. This time as well.- I'm here, Angel.When talking, my voice doesn't really escape my lips. However, amazingly, she always hears me.- Spirit of rain, it's so nice to see you again.
- Didn't we just meet yesterday ?
- Oh, yeah. Never mind. Should we just read right now ?She looks over with a smile on her lips and when having seen my slightly nod, she sits next to me and opens the book which she holds in both her hands.But it doesn't go well.At the moment the book is opened, a suddenly strong wind appears. It flips all the page, and with my own eyes, I can see all the letters slowly disappear from its place.Honestly, I cannot believe what is happening right this moment.Angel seems like she is taken by surprise and her eyes just open as wide as possible. Those hands bearly move.It only happens in nearly a minute. But we both can't even believe in our own eyes. Is this a delusion, I wonder.In a moment later, Angel finally snaps out of it and looks down to the book. As expected, all letters, all words have disappeared.- What just happened ? - Said Angel to this unforeseen situationFlipping forth and back all the pages, she just cannot believe. It is all so sudden. Unbelievable, someone can describe like that.And then, a letter in between falls out.
With her snow-white wings behind her back, she wanders around the sky and clouds searching for all kinds of stories. The stories which she calls "stories of humans". Seem like they are telling about the lives of humans under this layer of clouds. Some are pretty nice and calming, when others contain the brutest things that one cannot imagine.
Whatever kind of story it is, I always find it really enjoyable and entertaining. Even though I can't read it by myself.Angel is calling for me in her usual cheerful tone. This girl, she can find me right here all by herself, but for some reasons, she keeps calling and waiting for my response. There had been times when I would rather stay silent than call out for her and it didn't happen very well. She would get really upset and then scold me for neglecting her.
Since it is really bothersome, I have developed a habit to answer Angel whenever I hear her voice.
Her voice, if I have to describe, is like a melody that will bring whoever hears a nostalgic and peaceful feelings. I don't get it, but these are the feelings overwhelming me everytime. This time as well.- I'm here, Angel.When talking, my voice doesn't really escape my lips. However, amazingly, she always hears me.- Spirit of rain, it's so nice to see you again.
- Didn't we just meet yesterday ?
- Oh, yeah. Never mind. Should we just read right now ?She looks over with a smile on her lips and when having seen my slightly nod, she sits next to me and opens the book which she holds in both her hands.But it doesn't go well.At the moment the book is opened, a suddenly strong wind appears. It flips all the page, and with my own eyes, I can see all the letters slowly disappear from its place.Honestly, I cannot believe what is happening right this moment.Angel seems like she is taken by surprise and her eyes just open as wide as possible. Those hands bearly move.It only happens in nearly a minute. But we both can't even believe in our own eyes. Is this a delusion, I wonder.In a moment later, Angel finally snaps out of it and looks down to the book. As expected, all letters, all words have disappeared.- What just happened ? - Said Angel to this unforeseen situationFlipping forth and back all the pages, she just cannot believe. It is all so sudden. Unbelievable, someone can describe like that.And then, a letter in between falls out.
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