prologue to The Fallen

Is GOd real?
Am I dyeing?
WHy is life so cruel
My heart beats and I love you with all my being.
Such sadness I feel for you.
I am an angel and I walk among you, or at least I was. I'm not sure exactly what I did to lose my wings and halo but here I am trapped in the form of a young man. I did not sin, angels cannot sin, we cannot lie or be free of thought,have sex. or even harm anyone for that matter, we are created from Gods purity and given purpose and we follow that purpose, because without purpose our existance is nullified

MY name is mark and I am one of the fallen, I was so beautiful I glistened with pure light, my charge in life is keeping the souls of the sickly safe before they passed on, such pain I would see in their eyes. Justa single touch from my unseen hand would help them rest peacefully. Occasionally one would come along that I was meant to save, those were the best their reactions felt the most rewarding. You could just see the graditude Iin their face, some of them were close enough to death that they could see me, the joy that they would show when they realized I was not there to take them filled me with such love.

YOu need to understand just because it was I who brought your loved ones to the other side, I did not kill them, it was just there time,and it was my job to assist them cross over, they would be free of pain, most of them would look back but once they came home they were put at ease because their clouded minds became so clear. from time to time I would get a person who in life was, to but it bluntly a sinner, they hurt people or stole others happiness and chose not to feel regret or seak our fathers forgivness, and it was their souls who were destined to go to a different place, a dark place not as punishment, their own actions and nature would do that, they were meant to go there because they hid from the light and would refuse to see the truth. my touch whether they believed or not was the last sensation of comfort they would feel before passing to the dark beyond, and once there only they themself could climb out once their soul was ready.

I was what you might call a later angel, thousands of years old but not one of the greats back from the begining, if you might compair me to something in your life I would be a working man, who lives day to day for a paycheck. my overall duties were quite menial, but I was happy to serve our father.

Why, why, why did I do somthing wrong?
We don't sleep but on that beautiful morning when I could feel the lords presence at its purest here on earth, I felt a sudden feeling of being weak, I saw my brothers and sisters flicker out of focus, I began to get winded, then I felt sick. I woke up alone on the top of a building with a dry mouth, angels do not thirst.
Sweat was dripping from my brow, and my mind felt as if it had been split with an axe.

I could still hear the thoughts of all the people around me even if I could not see them. the more I listened the greater my pain became. until I could bear it no more and fell foward off the building it was 6 stories tall I fell,and down I went my now human body smacking into the ground below, I felt no pain, only blackness.