"We did, and they don't like us to forget it either," he told his son with a sigh. "Angels either hate us or feel like we're lost and need saving to come back to the path of light." He rolled his eyes showing his annoyance at the idea that any angel thought they could save him. He didn't want nor need it from anyone. It was amusing the first few times but his patience had gone way to thin for such things now.
He walked in and hugged his son. "I'm glad you are well though," he said pulling away as he looked down at the book. "This is a good place to start though. We came from Light angels or so they say... My mom would have known for sure but sadly she didnt last long after I became a little bit older then you. Me and my sibling had been left on our own."
He walked in and hugged his son. "I'm glad you are well though," he said pulling away as he looked down at the book. "This is a good place to start though. We came from Light angels or so they say... My mom would have known for sure but sadly she didnt last long after I became a little bit older then you. Me and my sibling had been left on our own."
