I Killed an Angel

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A.N. here is something that just poped into my head, so I wrote it down. It's amazing what you can do when you are hurting. I'm rating this PG because it's kinda morbid.

I killed an angel today. As I watched the life drain from her eyes and the visage of death seep into her perfect form, I thought of how pure and innocent her blood was. I wanted to share it with the imperfect and decayed world which I lived in.

I carried her lifeless body to the sea and trew her to the angry waves, watching as she vanished into the rolling depths. As I watched her fade into the ocean's depths I recalled to my memory her song of peace that she sang to the wind...

Lig aon fhear bhrón a ligean ar aon leanbh gol

Chun sa morn na haingil codlata

Beidh Bás teitheadh beidh grá i réim

Beidh eagla chaillfidh

Dúisíonn an naíonán na haingil caoin

Tugann fuaime deora le súile an domhain caite

Na damhsaí fear d'aois beidh an óga foghlaim

Tá scéalta agus finscéalta ar fad a fhanfaidh an brón

Go raibh aon uair amháin an saol seo.

As the sky grew dim and the rain began to fall, I watched in wonder as her pure innocence rose from the sea, falling on the mortals in that broken world. As the people were bathed in that red rain, I prayed that they could feel the beauty and innocence in it, and that it might somehow become a part of them.

Let no man mourn, let no child weep

For in the morn, the angels sing

Death shall flee, love will prevail

Fear shall shed its ghastly veil

The infant wakes with a vibrant cry

A sound brings tears to world worn eyes

The old man dances, the young will learn

Tales and legends are all that will remain of the sorrow

That once was this world.

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