a book of short stories

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This is my first one so please be gentle.
Word Count: 542
Mood: Angsty

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"My silly little human...what have you done to yourself?." The angel whispered voice cracker in with despair, "sacrificing yourself for me like that.". Dragging the limp body of the young male onto her lap, the human whom she had adopted and raised from infanthood now lay broken and lifeless in her arms, blood matted into the golden halo of curls that crowned their head tainting the curly locks hues of orange and red.

"Foolish little human" The angel cursed through a sob "I was guardian, not the other way around." she hissed as her hand fell to the face of male stroking a pattern with her thumb on the side of his head like she had when he had trouble sleeping as a child, the blood seeping from his fatal  wounds began to pool larger and larger encasing them in a circle of blood, the crimson liquid began to stain the white tips of the angels wings.  "I would've gladly taken the fall for you!." The angel sobbed choking on tears "I would've jumped from the highest point of heaven to the deepest part of hell.".

There was so many options that would have led them to both of them alive and together, that would've led to the angel living a blissful life with her adopted son and yet her little human decided to destroy themselves to ensure the feathers on his guardian angel would remain white and her s soul pure of temptation and sin. So many options and her sweet little human choose the hardest one, leaving his angel to shoulder the weight of loss for millennia's to come. White feathers permanently stained red at the tips with the blood of her little human, a reminder of the human child she had raised as her own. Her little human was the closet thing to family that she'd ever get, the closet thing to a child she would ever have.

Her little human now lay resting under the giant pine tree where she had first found him abandoned as a baby, never to reawaken from his slumber. And his angel strode across the plains of heaven, earth , purgatory and hell searching for the pieces of her heart that shattered the second the blade pierced her humans skin resulting in his death. One day they would be reunited as mother and son, she was sure it. Clinging to the hope with every fibre of her being that somehow the universe would right it's wrong and return her little human back to where he belonged at her side, whether as an angel or a demon she would take it. The sentiment was the only thing keeping the angel from tumbling over the edge of holy divinity into the temptation of sin, everyday without his presence brought her closer to the edge but she was not willing to make his sacrifice worthless. Her little human gave his life to keep her wings white and her soul pure so she would keep them that way till he returns to her.

Out of all the options that could've been chosen, her innocent little human picked the hardest of them all. Leaving behind his angel alone to walk the realms dealing with the fallout of loss.