He feels the pressures of what he life has become overtaking him. He walks at a brisk pace, trying to keep the wind out of his eyes, but no luck being had there. His mind as gray as the clouds racing across the sky. He tramps through puddles, lost in thought, until, from the corner of his eye, he sees a blur approaching at tremendous speeds.
He couldn't have dodged out of the way. There was no time. The car was so close that his body had no time to react to the warning from his mind. If it wasn't for a hand pulling him backwards and on to the ground, he would have died that day. Soon as his heart slowed, he glanced to his guardian angel, only to make his heart beat faster than near certain death did. Wreathed in the shimmering sunlight defused through the dark clouds, a dark angel stood before him. Her shoulder length raven black hair shone despite the lack of light. Her pale skin, glowing like alabaster, was flawless. Her huge, dark eyes looked down at him and stole away every possible thought he had. Rising to his feet, he could only stare stupidly into her perfection. She spoke to him in a voice that played like a song and made him want to dance, instantly trapping him in love.
A slight distraction averted his gaze and then she was gone. He looked around and no one nearby knew who she was or where she went. All that was left was a yearning to see her again. Slowly, like a patient worm in an apple, love gets hold on him, though he knows that unlike the apple, he wont die from it. She gave him another chance at life, but took away another chance at happiness in the same breath. He gathers his belongings and continues walking alone, thinking that it feels like dying. . . only slower.
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