Chapter 1: Angel
When begins the life I can live with you?Kibum`s POV
Long feathers, by thin air. Pure white with a slight glimmer to it. People call creatures like me with many names. Created by only one father, so powerful and warmly. Beautiful, so he calls us every day and padding our heads with a proud smile on his old lips. I thought I had everything I needed at times like that.
People call me mostly angel, but for us it’s not a description of our nature, but a role or a task we have to fulfill - every day, with every breath we take and with every beat of our heart. But to me we all are just silly children. Loved by only one person and hated by far more than 100 others in heaven and hell.
Craving for love and acknowledgment. Holding our facades with a fake smile, not to worry him. Not noticing all this sadness in our eyes. Not noticing all this hate to our brothers and sisters. But we try to stay strong, fighting for every ones wishes on earth, protecting humans and disapproving of all these shadows lurking behind bright lights.
They are dark, so deep and black. Ready to attack our light and overpowering us with ugly smirks and greedy eyes. Ready to put their weapons against our smooth skin and painting it with bloody red marks, coking us with dirty hands and pushing us into darkness.
We fight, we defend with all our strength. We have to, because we are angels. It’s our task. We were born to do it. And we have to lo
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