Gabriel's Story (standard:fantasy, 1016 words)
Author: Shadows Laugh	Added: Jun 14 2006	Views/Reads: 3198/2127	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Cast from Heaven, all for the love of a mortal.

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“Gabriel.” 

My name fell breathlessly from his lips, the lightened taper he had been
holding falling from his hands to the stone floor. 

I held out my hand to him, gently pulling him closer to place a kiss
upon his brow. 

“Fear no more Ezekiel....” 

I led him from the chapel, through the vestry to his small chamber
beyond.  Lilies covered the floor as I held him to me, my fingers 
curling through his tousled hair. 

My beautiful Ezekiel looked up at me and it was at that moment I knew I
loved him with all my very being. 

He made as if to speak, gently resting my finger upon his lips to still
his words. 

I kissed him and from the Heavens came a peal of thunder, the sky
darkening. 

We lay upon lilies, our bodies entwined in the glow of dancing
candlelight and the moment I gave him my love thunder crashed and 
lightening sliced through the angry sky, shattering the windows of the 
small church.  Still I held Ezekiel to me, tears rolling down my 
burnished cheeks, my wings enfolding him as I awaited the inevitable. 

The Seraphim and Cherubim sung the praises of God and Creation as I was
brought bound before HIS throne, falling to my knees. 

Michael with flaming sword in hand regarded me with eyes filled with
sorrow. 

“Why Gabriel?  Why my brother?” 

From the Source of Creation, thunder flashed and lightening crackled and
for the first time in my existence I felt fear as the Heavenly Choir 
momentarily ceased to sing and the threads of Creation wavered. 

I lifted my head as I felt HIS will upon me, and it was all than I could
bear as I threw back my head and screamed. 

“Forgive me Father.” 

Darkness: For a creature such as I who was born of the light and was one
of the light it is a most terrible fate. 

“Why Father hast thou forsaken me?  Is it so terrible to love a mortal?”


The darkness closed in, crushing my angelic light, leaving me cold and
alone, so alone. 

Ezekiel. 

Ezekiel. 

I was cast from Heaven, nine days in mortal terms it took to fall from
Grace, for me a millennium. 

The pain I endured went way beyond what any mortal could ever understand
as I fell.   Oh but the pain of loosing my Beloved Ezekiel went far 
beyond.  My beautiful lost Ezekiel. 

Barbed chains bound my wings, pulling and twisting them till they were
nought but a mangled parody of their former glory.  Tongues of fire 
lapped at my burnished skin, wicked talons tore at my golden hair.  
Blackened lips whispered of what was to come, an eternity of torment. 

One I sat on HIS left side and now I lie broken and bleeding waiting for
Lucifer, then my true agony will begin. 

Ezekiel, I love you.  I am sorry. 


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