
Broken Devil [X] Stolen Angel
this is a story of forbidden love X]
Once long ago, a young messenger angle, smart and kind but foolish all the same, was given a great task. The task of love. He was given 2 viles of pure love. He was told one thing; love from opposing sides always ends in sorrow. He took them with perhaps to much haste in his excitement and sped over his world of light and dark to the world of the living, were light and darkness shared space and worked in harmony. However his carelessness was to much for the clouds that he walked on. They knew he would only get himself into trouble so they punished him in the way clouds do, by letting fall some of the burden they carry. The messenger slipped and dropped one of the viles. Love dripped from the clouds like tiny points of light.
The messenger manege to collect all but 2 drops of which fell to the world below. One landed in the heart of a beautiful song angle, the other seeped into the sole of a cruel demon that stalked her, preparing for a murder with a single blow. Love is never instant but is a gradual happening, but this one started with a change of thought. The demon, losing his taste for blood, moved into the small forest clearing. More curious then anything. That was their first meeting, and not the last. Love may not be instant but it can spread like wildfire. They were soon meeting everyday. However there was always a growing dread, the knowledge that their love could not last hung heavy over their times of laughter. Fear and pain slowly stole at their hearts until they could bare it no longer. Then one faithful evening, as they sat in a stone ravine, one word fill their talk, LIFE, it came suddenly without warning. To be born and to find each other in again only in life. They soon realized, with hope stirring in their chests, that it may be their only chance. For she could not fallow him. Her fear of the dark to strong and he could not fallow her. He had made his choice to the darkness long ago.
the messenger stood at the top of the ravine watching the pair as they began to fade from existence. His shame was so great that he could no longer bare the sight and turn away. He knew their decision and it was grievous. He knew their mission was impossible however, was powerless to stop them. He looked down to the vile at his feet. How strong was this stuff that it would send us to our deaths? He again glanced at the the two down below him. They were growing dimmer as life took hold of them, though they struggled to keep those last few moments together. His regret and sorrow for them was too much for him. He waled for all the pain they would have to endure only to die alone. When they had gone completely he walked down to the place they had last stood together. There on the ground, lay a sliver dove feather and a black crow feather. All that was left of the pair in this world.
Maybe...
he sat there until a gust of wind took up the feathers to an eternal dance into the sky.
Just maybe....

Foolish Messenger
ok everyone :] THE END, that was my first one, hope you liked it. cant wait for reviews XD.