Our Garden Of Angels 소설 & 이야기

~ The next day, I happened to walk into the garden by chance and spotted one of the angels. My first reaction was to hide behind a trimmed bush and from there I watched him. He was in a soft white sweatshirt and white sweatpants and one of his hands were in his pockets. His eyes were closed as he held a delicate flower delicately to his nose. He seemed to love flowers as he stood in the midst of them. At that moment, he looked like he had fallen from the sky. He opened his eyes, probably sensing my presence and the fiery jade eyes glanced my way and I immediately hid myself properly. I waited for minutes, wondering if he was going to come and ask me what I was doing but when I checked, he wa

Angel asked a servant in disappointment, "Where's my grandma?" The servant said with a smile, "Madam is in the garden. Why are you back here, Miss?" "This is my home. I'll come back whenever I want to!" Angel rebuked the servant and said to Madelyn, "Push me to the garden!" Madelyn then pushed Angel to the garden. From a distance, she saw Deborah sitting in the gazebo. Angel gathered her emotions and forced herself to shed a few tears. "Grandma!" As she heard Angel's tearful voice, Deborah turned around and was shocked to see Angel sitting in a wheelchair. "What's the matter? Why are you sitting in a wheelchair?"

Could they sense the baby as well? I opened the huge door, which actually led into a large greenhouse that had a desk in the back. I stopped to smell a few flowers on the way in and while I was bent over trying to get a whiff of a pretty purple flower, Angel suddenly appeared and pulled me away from it. “Oh no no sweetie, don’t get too close to that one,” she said, taking my hand and leading me away. “Oh! I didn’t even think about … do you have poisonous flowers in here?”

I said, taking in every detail of my surroundings. "It is real, my love," he said, taking a step closer to me, raising my hand and kissing my knuckles. I looked at him with so much love. He was my life, and I couldn't wait to spend forever with him. "Let's go in before we say all that needs to be said out here," Angel said, and we both laughed. He held my hand and led me to the love-shaped garden. "How do we get in?" I asked, confused on how to get into the garden. There was no hint of an entrance.

It was all white, down to even the clothing of the angels which was a simple white coat embedded with gold and silver. Truly too extravagant, even more than the elves themselves. As they walked through the realm, angels were seen everywhere either conversing peacefully with one another or playing with the beautiful beasts as they tattled through the road. Even so, most of the angels were within the gorgeous garden whilst the rest were in the lower realms doing good deeds and acquiring faith. Everywhere was so peaceful and blessed and Dina felt even more wretched for suffering in a place like this. In the end, it wasn’t a place for sinners after all.

The moment they crossed the boundary from borderlands to Eden proper, the garden knew. She felt it happen through the soles of her feet, that immediate collective awareness that she had been learning to read for weeks, the garden's listening turned all the way up, every root and petal and stream suddenly oriented toward the specific point where they stood. But this was different from any previous time she had felt it. This was not the held breath of a garden registering a forbidden question. This was something larger. The whole garden, every element of its careful divine architecture, registering the presence of something it had not been designed to contain. An angel. A fallen angel. Inside

Trembling with fear, the young person took a breath and said: “My mother told me that there are angels, but I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to hear… Now I'm being punished by God for my sins. Jesus sends you, Angel Azrael, Angel of Death Azrael, to punish me as a sinner… ”The rest of the senseless babbling was lost in the deep sobs of the madman and he clapped his hands over his face, crying. “Cristiano, please! Give us your coordinates. Reinforcements are on their way to you, ”the device tried again.

"Baby..." "No. Don't call me that. Ms. Rose" I said stiffening at the feel of him, he evaded my personal space, closing the littlest gap left between us, he sniffed me, "heavenly" he mumbled. I moved backwards, stumbled into the wall behind, his hands caged me between himself and the wall, "listen. And listen very carefully, my Angel, you are mine. I want you here forever. I love y----" "That's not love, that's possession, Mr. Hunter. Love is not forced upon others it is gained the same as trust. I despise you." I spat rudely.

The 11-year-old Vladimír ran as fast as his brother Vincent Bartoš, his older 12-year-old brother. Radovan Kováč who was a 4-years-old boy was picked up by his older sister who was 8-years-old named Anastázia Petrová. Angels guard the tunnel that God had told them to which was also the one that the Russians escaped the community through. Tshiandanda & his group show up there, Tshiandanda yells "I have The children! Let us in!" Because these angels were cherubim, they guarded the tunnel-like they guard the Garden of Eden.

But she shrugged off the thought before it could worry her. "Anyways, do you want to see the gardens! There are so many beautiful flowers!" Angie asked with joy and Sarah swiftly nodded her head. Flowers were her favorite. They made her feel alive. And she wanted to feel alive. After crossing two hallways with some twists and turns, they reached the garden. It was not the first time she was seeing it but every time she see it, she kept looking in awe. The combination of greenery and colorful flowers were making it look surreal, beyond beautiful. The light touch of the breeze was making the flowers dance with their flow. And the beautiful orange sunset sky was cherry on top.