Dark Angel 
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        There he was. He'd finally come. The DarkAngel, in all of his
unholy glory, basked in the chill, luid night of the particular eve.
His image was clear to her. 
        Even though he was of darl allegiance, he was beautiful in his
own way. His shimmering wings, black as a raven's, collected the dew of
the night quickly as his image blurred forth from the billowing wisps
of creek mist. I am here, he whispered through my conscious. The
voice, strong but gentle, lithed into my mind. 
        I quickened my pace. Tears came down my cheeks in hot streams,
the cold air stinging my face as I flew forth to him.  I flew through
him. The image I had seen vanished before me, my cloaks of tattered
dove white whipping the milky gray mist into lacy swirls. The image
disappeared as though my coming was the breath of a god upon a candle. 
        Bewildered, astonished, I whirled around to face my imaginary
wolves. "You mock me!" I cried in anguish. "Why do you mock me so,
beloved?" I felt hands on my shoulders gently turn me around. I looked
up to face him. I sucked in my breath, and uttered a praise of
millennia. ... Though it is distorted in my mind... 
        His face, his eyes. Beautiful, handsome, alluring blue. His
gaze of ice, stern, unforgiving, unscathed, untouched, grabbed me.
Here is your wolf, your beast, he seethed. His expression did not
change. Solid rock could be more expressive. His lips had not even
parted once to mouth the words he spoke to my vulnerable, gullible
mind. And he smiled... 
        A genuine smile, a smile of one who cares, one who loves... One
who lives. The moon had shown bright that night. Cascaded over them,
not two but one, as though all the stars in the universe had collected 
together from their senseless array into one force. A force powerful
enough to move trees, mountains, and obstacles of any kind. 
        Ambition.  ...The angels... They sing to me... Their song
carried by the mourning doves, perched on my sill, of soft gray white.
And eyes of riveting ice blue. 

(C)Sarah le Kestrel