i had inspiration on the bus to write a story about 'a fallen angel' . thanks to a song on my mp3.

i thought i should start here.the chapters may not be in order though. i might start writing the middle first (:



A fallen angel



She lay there motionless. Seemingly in a puddle of light, the white translucent material barely covers her body as hundreds of people gather round her, staring, gaping, amazed, or just plain perverts. Some took pictures of the beautiful sight, some just got bored and moved on thinking it was an advertisement stint. Eventually, people left her alone where she was, in the middle of the street, looking vunerable and fragile, alone, very much alone.



He walked up to her, knowing that she was the one. Lowering himself beside her, he knelt beside her head, studying her perfectly contoured features, commiting them to an everlasting memory. He lowered his head, his long straight hair forming a curtain to frame both their faces, as he positioned his moist lips directly above hers, centimeters away. Using the lightest ever breath, he blew gently through her partially open lips.



The world tilted as her wings of light appeared on her bare back. It was the most magnificent pair of feathered objects he had ever seen, but unfortunately, it was gone within a second, only to be seen again in his memories.