Agony of SeparationAnother sleepless night alone...
He lies curled up in bed, thinking in the dark.
Images move behind his closed eyelids.
Flashbacks of his childhood, and brief glimpses into his future.
Waiting for him at the top of the endless stairway, in a forbidden place far beyond space and time...despite all that has been lost...
...Still she beckons.
He tries to shut it out of his mind, but he cannot bear it any longer.
He reaches to turn on the light, and her face appears.
But it is not real, only an illusion.
Rays of light, captured on celluloid and printed on paper.
A moment in time, frozen solid...
Behind a glass barrier, a window into another world.
He gazes across the threshold, across an unknown expanse of time, into her eyes.
She stares back, unmoving. The eyes bore into his soul.
He tries to make her move, make her smile, make her speak. But to no avail.
She remains silent and expressionless. Haunting him.
He reaches out to touch her face, and instead of warmth, touches cold hard glass.
Prayer Of The Fallen OneHelp me.
From the flames.
From the darkness.
From the solitude.
From the Pain.
Pain is all I know.
It is my only friend.
It reminds me I still exist.
Without the pain, there is nothing.
Without the pain, I am nothing.
The darkness hides me.
No one wants to look at me.
For I am a monster.
The darkness is my friend.
It is my refuge, my sanctuary.
It is my comfort and my torment.
I am not worthy to receive you.
I am a hopeless sinner, and deserve this fate.
But only say the word, and I will be forgiven.
Say the word, and I shall be yours. Forever.
Though my soul knows only darkness, you are the light.
I feel your wings, and they comfort me.
In my world of pain and cold, you are light and warmth.
Why save me?
You could have any angel you wanted, so why choose me?
What have I done to deserve such a gift?
What is my higher purpose?
Why am I not dead?
I see your vision, and it burns my eyes,
for I am not worthy to look upon it.
Take me on your mighty wings.
Raise me u
ASCENSION Part 2The fallen angel lost all concept of time, and lay broken and crippled at the bottom of his pit of torture, as the unholy flames of the eternal night burned his flesh, but did not consume him.
Every fiber of his being, every last shred of his existence became synonymous with agony. His soul was on fire, his senses were screaming. His body felt as if it had broken apart. Miraculously, his mind remained conscious in spite of the pain. He lay there for an untold length of time, weak and helpless as he tried to banish all thoughts of this unholy sin against God from his mind.
He tried endlessly, but still no matter how hard he tried, he could not forget the angel he once loved. Whenever he closed his eyes, She was there. Silently taunting him with her angelic face and sad blue eyes, reminding him of his failure. He wanted to call out her name, but could not even remember what her mortal name was. Everyone in Heaven had forgotten their mortal names long ago.
Unable to tolerate the pain any
LOST INNOCENCE SAGA:ASCENSION
This story is dedicated
to three people. First,
to myself. Second,
to another, who
I hope shall remain forever
anonymous. Third and
most importantly, to the
angel who saved me:
Without these people, this
Story would not exist,
Because it is written both
For them and about them.
"...Is he stable?"
"Yes, his pulse is weak but he is still alive."
"Good. We cannot afford to lose him. We need to keep him alive just a bit longer. This boy is very important."
"It's such a pity. He is so young.... His life has been so hard...."
"No one said life was meant to be easy."
"His cousin also gave up the ghost very young. Meg, I think her name was. He always talks about her. Says he misses her. What ever became of her?"
"I am not the one to say. She was needed for some other purpose. Death is a sad thing for mortals. It's painful. Leaving one's friends and family behind, shedding one's body...crossing a threshold from which no one can return..."
"His life has been