On the second day, Cassiel-obaa-chan appeared on my doorstep.
"Let's meet the Queen, for now" , she announced.
Her words sent a cold chill down my spine that spread to my heart, draining all the blood out of it, aching it all the way to Honoka's throne. I swallowed hard, my fear stuck in my throat, then I stepped outside my room for the very first time since my arrival in Heavens, following my guardian angel.
Walking on the clouds is a very strange feeling.
Every step feels like I am on the verge of falling to my death.
The corridor we walked through stretched to infinity. Rainbow-colored clouds tickled our feet, as we squeezed them like raw marshmallows floating in the middle of the sky. The walls were more compact, made of something that resembled wood. Extremely light wood, I thought. They were decorated with a thousand paintings, but none of them showed a single angel face. They were all from different places on Earth. Nature. The Niagara falls, the snowy mountains of the Himalaya, the endless Nile river, a series of isolated unknown islands with seas as clear as the sky above them.
The angels sure like our world, I thought.
When my feet could no longer take the stress of falling and my heart was on the verge of getting out of my chest , we, at last, reached golden twin doors, as big as a castle itself. Guards were nowhere to be found. The smell of strawberry candy reached my nostrils as Cassiel pushed the door open, revealing a room that looked like it belonged to a teenager: Posters of rock bands decorating the walls, black hoodies thrown on the cushioned floor, an immense twin bed in the middle, covered with black and white sheets. I guessed it was made of water... or clouds? I wasn't sure. It did not have any legs that supported it. On my left, an ordinary closet stood, and next to it, on the far wall adjacent from us, there were another set of doors. White as snow, blending with the only wall that did not have any posters on it. If it wasn't for the ring-shaped handle, covered with a scarlet gleaming red, I would not have noticed its existence.
A door handle colored in red, as if a bloody hand gripped it hard, trying to open it in its last moments, in vain.
I shivered at the thought, and tried to shake it away. It didn't linger in my mind for longer than mere seconds, for a voice spoke right behind my ear, making me almost piss my pants in fright.
"Why did you bring her to my room?" , a sharp, glaring voice, cold as ice.
I instantly turned around, only to face the girl I have always wanted to see once again, ever since Noah's disappearance a day ago.
She looked different from the nonchalant crazy high school girl we have always known. Her long black hair wasn't loose anymore. She tied it in a high ponytail, the remaining locks dangling from her knot, caressing her neck then disappearing behind her white rainbow-tainted angel wings. She had a tired smile on her face, despite the cold tone she just spoke with. Her eyes were like Noah's when I first met him. Half closed, colorless, devoid of life. She wore a simple black sweatshirt over gray sweatpants and a white converse. Just like the teenager she was. And that's when I realized.
Lailah might be Noah's mother. She might be the angel Queen. However, deep inside, she is just a lost girl, like me. Being immortal, her age must be around sixteen, for all eternity. It is such a sad fate to carry the burden of the worlds at that age.
"Don't feign ignorance, Queen Lailah. You know why she's here." Cassiel replied, all warmth in her voice gone for good.
It was like I was dealing with different people.
I suddenly got the urge to run away from this place, as soon as my legs would allow me to. What were they conspiring about? Why did they bring me here?
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The Voodoo Doll
Fantasy[COMPLETED] Noah is a boy who was raised by demons all his life. He has the ability to commit perfect crimes by using voodoo dolls and killing with them. He was taught ever since he was young to show no mercy to his enemies. Yet, because of his unu...
