Continuing... Angels 1

... I continue... Out of context... ..words.. Thoughts... Something I miss... .. Will try to capture the images... Words... ..it is years after the Great war had started... Seemed like for ever.. Battles.. Bidding.. Running... Hope... Tears... We all know this cauldron of feeling... Experience it in a lifetime... Cry for the lack of answers.. Hurt at our own inability to change it... Fix it... I have tried... I have failed... I have won... Also lost... So I shall continue... He walks alone... There are many of the fallen.. Many of the broken... Betrayed... Too many lost... There are mixed combatants ... None with weapons.. Yet fierce in power.. Broken in spirit... Caught between the plains.. Hurt by trust... He walks... Seeking.. They wander... Scared... Scared of revisiting the battle... Scared of revisiting the battle fields.. A place the fought... A place they lost souls... A painfully place... Since the start of the battle.. The sky was always dirty.. Hazy.. But of late it has cleared almost to a point where the sun could be seen... Was on such a day I looked up... Heard the old familiar sound.. Stealthy feathers straining against wind... He shields his eyes.. Eyes straining.. The sun.. The brilliant colour.. Vivid.. Bright.. Red.. A blur.. Or eyes not used to the intensity... He does not recognize her.. He has seen many.. But she is different.. He judges.. Tall.. Almost a stature as him.. Lithe.. Lithe is a good description... Flowing fire is all I can say.. Fire... She gets closer.. He sees detail.. Sees her.. Standing still... Run or hide.. Questions .. Actions.. Frozen.. She lands gently.. Sun behind.. Liquid fire surrounds her.. He takes her in.. The site.. The smell... None he had seen before..... Hair like fire.. Gentle curls... Long flowing... No scars.. No sign of any outwardly... Gently she turns.. Through the covers he sees a few marks... But marks of courage.. Not marks of war.... A serpent with wings.. Blended... Single colour... Arms outstretched... Level arms.. Palms upward... Gently walks forward.. Looks like fire dancing around her..off her hands.. Blinding almost she approaches... Words she says has him aghast... Never did he imagine.. Never in his wildest dreams.. She speaks slowly.. Softly with meaning... Nuriel.. I am Nuriel.. I will let you wonder.... For now it is all I am willing to impart...