The brightness goes away and I find myself stumbling on sand but I don't fall because someone has a hold of my arm. I wrench my arm away from them and turn to see Paul standing there instead of an enemy, or is he, have I made him one, have I hurt his heart the same as his father did to me. I look around to see where he has taken us and recognise ( Read more... )

I've been on this earth for over six hundred and twenty four years. Of those I have spent the last hundred in Italy. Moving from town to town every few years I've come to love this country. Speaking the language fluently and understanding their ways has made me comfortable in calling it home.

( My story )

As I slip into the nursery it's still odd not being seen when I'm right next to some one. But this has been my assignment for a few weeks now. Not that I've found much. A few demons, but no angels. Just a shit load of screaming mimi babies.

( This sucks )

I sit on the bed out on the terrace as I wait for Gaspard to join me. I am curious as to what business this Detective and that angel have with him, but I trust if I must know Gaspard will tell me.

( It has begun )