Broken

by Lupinsmyman

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He fell. His wings were useless and he knew it. The air was whipping through his feathers and his hair. Sure, it felt like flying, but this was different. Underneath the sheer joy of the motion was the terror. The terror of the gound and the terror of death.

There weren’t any of the usual cliches. No flashes of his life before his eyes. No light at the end of the tunnel. Just the sky.

The angel spread his arms wide, letting the moisture from the clouds freeze his fingers.

A single tendril of thought passed through him. I’m too late.
Then there was nothing.

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Comments

Average Reader Rating: 4.5 stars out of 5

  1. Broken

    Shadow's Buddy Icon Shadow

    Posted about 1 year ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    It’s pretty good

  2. Broken

    horrorfan13's Buddy Icon horrorfan13

    Posted about 1 year ago

    4.0 out of 5 stars

    This is pretty good. I would love to see prequels and sequels.

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    blueyedwonder's Buddy Icon blueyedwonder

    Posted about 1 year ago

    4.0 out of 5 stars

    ...nice. tendril, not tendril. nice descriptions, but lacking…something. not sure what =/ i sry.

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    Lupinsmyman 's Buddy Icon Lupinsmyman

    Posted about 1 year ago

    Whoops! I forgot to spellcheck. I agree, it is lacking something, but I was (and still am) dead tired when writing this, and I just grabbed a thought and went with it.

    Thank you everyone for the comments and ratings! (This is also a thanks in advance for possible comments later.)

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    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted about 1 year ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    I liked it. I could feel for him. Now just wondering what he’s late for. Is it a very important date?

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