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priorcommitment) wrote2010-10-29 10:32 pm
priorcommitment) wrote2010-10-29 10:32 pm
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and it's a long time since your heart was frozen
He wanted to sleep.
Perhaps that was the first sign of trouble. Angels, after all, weren't created to require something so human as sleep. Their bodies were perfectly tailored to do their job in whatever capacity that was necessary. No need for extra thought or compassion. And as a newly formed peri, much of that had yet to wear away, Ishiah not overcome with any emotion in particular, but instead unable to process them at all. The sun blazed overhead, his wings dry and feeling the burn of sand as wind swept up like angry hornets thrumming around a hive. Blinking an eye open, Ishiah saw that his wrists were still held up and tied to the crucifix, the brittle wood splintering and cutting through his skin.
All around him, eyes sparkled under scarves, greedy and wary all at once.
How much time had passed, he wasn't sure.
Perhaps that was the first sign of trouble. Angels, after all, weren't created to require something so human as sleep. Their bodies were perfectly tailored to do their job in whatever capacity that was necessary. No need for extra thought or compassion. And as a newly formed peri, much of that had yet to wear away, Ishiah not overcome with any emotion in particular, but instead unable to process them at all. The sun blazed overhead, his wings dry and feeling the burn of sand as wind swept up like angry hornets thrumming around a hive. Blinking an eye open, Ishiah saw that his wrists were still held up and tied to the crucifix, the brittle wood splintering and cutting through his skin.
All around him, eyes sparkled under scarves, greedy and wary all at once.
How much time had passed, he wasn't sure.