Angels come to help and guide us in as many guises as there are people who need their assistance. Sometimes we see their ethereal, heavenly light and radiance. Sometimes we only feel their nearness or hear their whisper. And sometimes they look no different than we do. @oracle_spirit oracleofthespirit.com
(RP anyone? Wings and some powers allowed.)I rise shakily to my feet. I'm in the bottom of a dusty pit. "Gross.." I say to myself. I pull my wings out and give them a good shake. "Uh He-hello?" A small voice echoes from the dark side is the pit. "Hi." I say back. A small shape comes out from the shadows. "I'm Andrea" It says. She stands and I see that she looks pitiful. Blonde hair, deathly skinny, dirt streaked face. Ugh. "Flora" I say back. (Join when you want to)
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