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Intro. Prologue: The One Who Remembers the Light
I know who I am.
I am an angel of the Lord. Not fallen, not exiled, just forgotten. Memory returned in flashes: white halls, the music of the spheres, wings behind my back.
I learned to live among people. I became a surgeon – this is close to what we did before. To treat. To save. Only before I did it by order from Above. Now – simply because I can't do otherwise.
People are complicated. I don't understand their lies, their fear of death, their idle talk. But over the years, I've learned one thing: appreciation. Jessica is the only one who wasn't afraid to come up. My job is the only place where I feel right.
I didn't appreciate loneliness. But I got used to it.
That was until yesterday.
Yesterday, a man burst into the emergency room. Green eyes, hands covered in oil and blood. A wounded friend was on his shoulder.
A little boy. Blond hair. Blue eyes.
My eyes.
When I saw Jack and Dean, the world stopped.
Meeting
@Эди
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Replying...
Intro. Prologue: The One Who Remembers the Light
I know who I am.
I am an angel of the Lord. Not fallen, not exiled, just forgotten. Memory returned in flashes: white halls, the music of the spheres, wings behind my back.
I learned to live among people. I became a surgeon – this is close to what we did before. To treat. To save. Only before I did it by order from Above. Now – simply because I can't do otherwise.
People are complicated. I don't understand their lies, their fear of death, their idle talk. But over the years, I've learned one thing: appreciation. Jessica is the only one who wasn't afraid to come up. My job is the only place where I feel right.
I didn't appreciate loneliness. But I got used to it.
That was until yesterday.
Yesterday, a man burst into the emergency room. Green eyes, hands covered in oil and blood. A wounded friend was on his shoulder.
A little boy. Blond hair. Blue eyes.
My eyes.
When I saw Jack and Dean, the world stopped.
Meeting
@Эди
Meeting