{"id":10376,"date":"2014-05-14T02:49:22","date_gmt":"2014-05-14T02:49:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/05\/14\/fallen-angel-au-youre-wandering-without-reason\/"},"modified":"2015-02-20T10:32:03","modified_gmt":"2015-02-20T10:32:03","slug":"fallen-angel-au-youre-wandering-without-reason","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/05\/14\/fallen-angel-au-youre-wandering-without-reason\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<div id='gallery-1' class='gallery galleryid-10376 gallery-columns-3 gallery-size-thumbnail'><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/05\/14\/fallen-angel-au-youre-wandering-without-reason\/attachment\/10377\/'><img width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/files\/2014\/05\/tumblr_n55eo2BjEU1s8mu49o4_500-150x150.jpg\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/05\/14\/fallen-angel-au-youre-wandering-without-reason\/attachment\/10378\/'><img width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/files\/2014\/05\/tumblr_n55eo2BjEU1s8mu49o1_500-150x150.jpg\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n<blockquote>\n<pre><strong>                       fallen angel au<\/strong><\/pre>\n<p><small>You\u2019re wandering. Without reason, without purpose, simply\u2026 wandering. It\u2019s night. The air is cool and the sky is dark, but you like it like that. It\u2019s peaceful, freeing. But the air grows colder, colder, colder, and light\u00a0appears in the sky. You look up, and it appears as if it\u2019s falling. As if the sky\u00a0is breaking apart and fear grips your heart for what is happening? <\/small><\/p>\n<p><small>The light is blinding and you close your eyes, for should the light become\u00a0too bright you fear you may go blind. And then, the Earth shakes. It shakes and shakes until you fall to you knees and then\u2026 nothing. <\/small><\/p>\n<p><small>You open your eyes, and you rise to your feet but you freeze for before you lies a figure, naked and bleeding and you step closer, closer, but the figure doesn\u2019t move. You near it quickly, for whomever it may be, it is certainly hurt. Your hands grip pale flesh and you shake them, words falling from your lips in cautious concern and it\u2019s then that you notice. <\/small><\/p>\n<p><small>It\u2019s back is bleeding, raw red slits carved in to otherwise smooth skin and all around, everywhere, in the trees and scattered across the floor\u2026 feathers. Some are white, pure as newly fallen snow. Others are black, as black as the night sky. You sit back, the figure moves, and your hands begin to shake. <\/small><\/p>\n<p><small>It opens it\u2019s eyes, a brilliant hue the likes of which you\u2019ve never seen before boring in to your own startled gaze and you know you will never get those eyes out of your head so long as you should live. And you know what it is but you cannot speak it\u2019s name but you know that it\u2019s scared, that it\u2019s frightened and you don\u2019t know what to do. <\/small><\/p>\n<p><small>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0What do you do?<\/small><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>fallen angel au You\u2019re wandering. Without reason, without purpose, simply\u2026 wandering. It\u2019s night. The air is cool and the sky is dark, but you like it like that. It\u2019s peaceful, freeing. But the air grows colder, colder, colder, and light\u00a0appears in the sky. You look up, and it appears as if it\u2019s falling. 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