Wings to Die

Reunion

As was requested, one epilogue! Glad you all loved this so much!
Enjoy!

Mac.

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Azrael's stood in line with the other carriers. They're watching the shimmers to find one with a strong pull, a soul ready to be carried.

He feels it between his shoulder blades first, his wings betraying him and fluttering behind him. They shiver and twitch in anticipation of something. Gritting his teeth he pulls them back in close, holding them still. Someone steps up beside him and from the corner of his eye it looks like just another carrier.

The gentle hand lands on his shoulder, followed by brown eyes meeting his own, says otherwise.

"Hello again." Jeremiel says, voice trembling like Azrael's bottom lip.

"You got your wish." Azrael whispers and Jeremiel smiles, eyes laced with conflicting emotions. He drops his gaze for a moment and swallows.

"Yeah." He nods, repeating himself as he meets Azrael's eyes again. "I just didn't know it took wings to die."