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She was running swiftly on delicate, sandalled feet through the streets and lanes of Heaven's Capitol, aided occasionally by a beat from one hundred and forty pairs of wings, until she reached the Central Avenue, and found the one she sought.
She leapt atop a pillar, displaying the full splendour of her wings, and called out, "Hear me now, all ye Hosts of Heaven, Low and High! Bow before the Goodness and Majesty of our Father, and rejoice in your hearts! For once again, He hath shown that He never abandons His children!"
All raised their eyes and gazed upon her in silence. For none ever spoke when the Messenger of God opened her lips, and none had seen her so beautiful since the Annunciation itself. She shone bright as a gleaming star, and her voice, normally so quiet, rang through the vastness of Heaven like a clarion.
"Hate falls before love, ice before fire. Two souls bound in one may never be torn apart, lest they both perish. And behold! in His infinite Mercy, our Father hath forged anew the first link of that golden chain, and by it all wounds shall be healed. I see, ah, I see! White is black and black is white, and both to Him are dear!"
Now, her face elated almost to the point of madness, she flung out an arm and pointed straight at him who stood before the pillar. "Hark ye, also, Highest of High Ones, for to our Father all is revealed in the end, and those who transgress in His sight shall someday know in full the weight of what they have done!" With those final words, she flew off and up to the stars, and her laughter, like joyous thunder, rolled in her wake. And one out of the Host spread his own wings and followed her.
Long, long after the other angels had dispersed, the Metatron still stood before the pillar, motionless as stone.
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I've only just noticed the expression "golden chain" in here. That alone put an unwipeable smile on my face.
And then there is "White is black and black is white, and both to Him are dear!" I think this is why I interpreted the ending to the story the way I did?
And "joyous thunder". And all those wings. And just... Her. Talk about elated faces. You should see mine, too.
*massive delight* Connections within the story itself, or between stories?
That is exactly the reason that line is in there! The interludes are mood-enhancers, you see.
Ahhh, now I too understand where that interpretation came from.
Ohhh, yes. I got such a literary-language kick out of those interludes, I can't even tell you. The number of wings is from Islamic lore. And... she. I wish I could see your face.
This time I meant within the story. You know i first read it on a night-train, and reading once without showing signs of craziness was enough of a challenge. Now it's not all new, all at once, and i can enjoy its details more
It is a beautiful metaphor, I'll give you that
Hee, we're slow together
I know, you've told me
Layers upon layers, hmmm? *pleased* Cake!
It will always delight me how people tend to reread my work. What writer wouldn't be delighted? I ask you. Let us celebrate this with wine.
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JUBILATION!
Ohhh my God this is fantastic. Because. Since you were thinking about the Lizzy verse, there was probably something gloomy going on in your head, this time revolving around your Gabriel. And then the name made you switch over to mine and and and yeeeeee! You weren't feeling gloomy anymore! Hooray! And yes you are so completely right having read this I am now convinced that her presence has that kind of effect on sufficiently sensitive people hey no wonder the prophets were always so willing to listen to her words and it all makes even more sense now and yes you are right again she would absolutely act like that and look like that with robe and sandals and wings and long hair tangling in her feathers and you are fantastic and please please please can I keep this mental image and put in in my headcanon because it is just too beautiful and my lungs hurt I go lie down now bye bye.
Good, I'm not the only onw unable to stop appreciating it! Excellent! (Also tonight I went to sleep quoting your work in my head.
"Probably" something gloomy going on in my head? Let me correct that for you. Certainly. 100 percent. You don't even know just how gloomy yet. It was quite a pleasant surprise when my mind switched to her
And... what makes even more sense now?
(News bit: character-fascination seems to have switched back to Azrael for the week. Which is just as well, i haven't been content with the concept art for the ever-so-belated picture...)
Thanks for the fave!
//hides in a cardboard box