Twenty two

Seria didn’t cry, she cooed in her mother’s arms. Wrapped in a blanket of magick that kept her warm or cold depending on what she wanted. She had her father’s eyes gold, small chestnut curls graced her head. Her skin a beautiful caramel color with a golden glow. She was absolutely perfect. I looked at my twin, I could feel the love and joy radiate from him. I looked at Michael, he nodded my way it was time for them to go home. I got to meet my perfect baby niece. Mary looked at me and mouthed ‘thank you’ I smiled back at her and said: “ don’t thank me yet.” I spoke to my twin. ‘Jesus,’ ‘ I know it’s time, sister. We’ll be watching you. But before I leave you, I have a gift to bestow on you too. I give you the gift of death and rebirth. When you die, all your human guardians will die with you and be reborn with you. Your angels and fallen will reawaken you on your sixteenth year of life.’ Looking confused at my twin, ‘why would you gift me with death, I am a god I cannot die!’ ‘Sister