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Consumed - Angels Death

It is without love that death is so clear. But not clear is why love vanishes. It is said that no one can dwell in darkness for long before they are consumed by it and truly become a part of it. It is hate the darkness feeds from. The hate inside one's heart who stands silently still in the cold damp darkness. Holding a light in his soul, that light is love. It is a bitter cold agony of a personal battle within one's own self that the true path of one's nature is found. Two paths lay before him as they always have. There is not a wrong path, failure does not come in choice, but in failing to reach the end of either path.

With love comes a fear of losing that love. When that love is ripped from you without choice, hate fills the void. If that hate is allowed to consume you, then the darkness is where you will stand. Angels fall, what once served to heal and protect, now serves to damage and destroy. Angel of divine love, Angel of destruction. Written it was, far in past life's before words could be seen. One conflicted soul, two paths, a single choice, and with it, the fate of all.

Before him it appeared, and to him it spoke. "Much has changed in you. A choice once clear I now sense clouded. Has thou chosen the other path?" Consumed am I, changed am I, and condemned am I. However, lost I am not. Fear I shall not know, hate I shall cast aside, and darkness I shall stand in. For now with no light shall I shine. This choice is made, but the path I travel shall not be known to me clearly anymore. This I know shall not be done, but done it must, for unless I see it possible, I shall not know all of my gift.

Gift it was said, not curse like most claim. Denied it was not, though against it they all were. Shall not it be spoken of again, but forgotten, never will it be. Though without love, a slight sparkle of light still attempts to shine. Love shall not know death so soon. Though the angel once spoken of has found death. The winds carry in the eerie presence of another. Darker and darker it shall get. He has become, Hell..

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