Title: Angel Kidnapper.
Rating: Original.
Words: 653.
Rating: K +.
Just when you thought the day could not be more boring. Just as there was nothing to do, what you saw. Saw a figure move quickly through the window. I call your attention to the fact that resembled a human figure, and were on the fourth floor. Pigeons would not have that big.
eyes did not open that big rectangular window through which seeped the warm midmorning sun, which just arrived in a partially cloudy daydo cool like that.
In the midst of advanced chemistry class, the least attractive in the classroom was the board and the hissing and angry voice of the teacher who tirelessly explained some alloys.
For students with a degree in accounting, as well as boring lecture that I was totally ephemeral. They saw the use of all the intricate formulas in their future daily financial struggle. The last straw was that the talkative teacher insisted that you pay attention, when most were sleeping in their individual desktops.
And there you see him again. Just sideways. You spent a little longer Mirandor window, as if whatever he has been there, do it again. Then you see it. He was a human being, or maybe it was not. She was an angel. It was there, flying in front of the window.
Gave a jump shot your chair to the ground, causing you to call the attention of the eighteen people who were there. Point the finger at the window, trying to justify your action. All pairs of eyes immediately turned to see what it was. Astonished
watched the celestial being who was still there, suspended in the air and you stared with half smile on his face. Then, flapping their wings a few times, moved to the leftNo more busy admiring.
was obviously male. Its strong, sharp features betrayed him. His jet black hair fluttering in the wind. His eyes, two silver orbs narrowed slightly. He wore a shirt and black trousers, barefoot. He had large wings, majestic, nature's own fantastic.
slowly approached the rail. His eyes fixed on yours. When wax was sufficiently stretched out his hand toward you. I smiled. Formed a lump in your throat. What does this mean?
- Come on, do not be afraid ... "The voice was heard, clear and firm. You looked at her white hand, hesitating. That angel wanted to takeart with him, "but where? And why?
could feel your heart beating. You had the feeling that your duty was to go with that being, you'd be right. You looked your best friend in the eye. She just looked back at you as if to say goodbye. You just settle.
You took a pale hand and feel how your body seemed to lose weight. Feel hooked to floors and rising in the air. Then the angel I approached him, arrimándote to his chest. As he walked away, I wrapped his wings and a sense of protection will completely invaded.
looked the place was just a moment that you had friends who moved away and losted on the horizon. Internally, you knew you'd come back to see them.
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