The meeting room, June 29, 9:15 a.m. As silent and inconspicuous as a shadow, he followed her through the jumble of corridors that criss-crossed his new home. Every now and then people would cross their path alone or i

Azrael shivered. He didn't want to think about it. There were too many emotions associated with these memories. And they weren't good. He had coped pretty well with ignoring those thoughts, although they kept coming to the fore and drawing his attention. But he punished her with disregard.A barely audible hiss reached his fine ears and someone entered the room. Hopefully not Sanchez again after all? Sullenly, he closed his eyes and stayed in his position. Th

The hall, July 10, 2:30 p.m. "Come on," she shooed him away with a small wave of the hand. Shivering with tension, Azrael looked back and forth between her and the high ceili

The room, July 12, 8:31 a.m. "I'll do as you said," Azrael swore, looking her straight in the eye. And he actually meant it almost seriously. Basically everything was fine with him, the main thing was that he esca

On the roof of the Basilica di San Pietro, Rome, Italy, March 03, 3:03 am Azrael took in the clear night air with relish and gazed contentedly over this ancient city on the Tiber. Cool wind made his long hair dance and he felt more alive