WRITERS WRITE... WRITING PARTNERS FEUD ~ ANGELS - Ariel and Barchiel
Over the next several weeks, we will be sharing excerpts of the angelic characters from a work in progress, THE DARKNESS WITHIN, Book Three by Angelica Hart and Zi.
ANGEL WINGS OF HOPE
Aether - the Ariel and Barchiel tale
Your guardian angels are always with you, surrounding you with love and light. ~ Anonymous
Barchiel: Angel of Compassion
Ariel, Angel of Nature, had feet of moss and, legs of flesh, wood splints and ivy, wings that looked translucent and shimmery with blues and greens, but upon touch felt like water. The rest of her seemed to be created from red clay, molded into an ultra vivacious and curvy form with ivy tendrils cupping her breasts and spreading like a fan upon her feminine mound. Her curly, green hair spouted a variety of fall colored leaves from gold to red to orange.
Animals from the infinitesimally small to amazingly gigantic adored Ariel. Her devotion to animals and plants was unparallel, she protected them. Earth's elements such as water, wind and fire also found themselves in the circumference of her care. Simultaneously, her ire was engaged when any under her domain were harmed, and she saw to the attacker's retribution. At times, people would seek Ariel's aid to take care of the environment, and God's creations which included wild animals and pets. She provided healing as was God's will. The archangel Raphael paired with her when she used curative skills and she taught with Barchiel.
Ariel had a fraternal twin, Barchiel. Differing from humans, twins in the angelic sphere meant they were created at the same moment, in the same soul pool, using the same fusion from a star’s core. Still, their form greatly differed. Barchiel looked more human than celestial except for black leathery wings, ending in a pair of grasping pedipalps. Barchiel also had a narrow segmented tail, ending in a stinger. Although, he had scorpion-like appendages which most would consider sinister, he was the Angel of Compassion and his stinger held only a serum of empathy.
Barchiel had an inner strength providing the highest levels of compassion. When he taught he offered guidance to show appreciation and empathy. God's mercy on me is a reflection of my mercy on others, was his mantra.
The two were often found together in the Garden of Mire, contemplating on new ways to inspire a love of nature and animals within humanity. Though Barchiel spread his wings over a wider concept, singling out individuals whose influence would affect others to show more kindness, not just in nature but with each other.
“Their hearts are good,” denoted Ariel as she looked into a water puddle that provided a view of two brothers, fishing on the Platte River in Fremont, Nebraska. Being a school outing, others were there as well, most carousing rather than enjoying nature’s bounty of lush flower and shady trees. Games of catch me if you can, flirtatious handholding, and inexplicable shouting marked the anarchy. Creatures that might have come closer to inspect scurried away at the noise.
“The river's current is strong,” provided Brachial, aware of his sister’s intentions to provide an opportunity to show compassion. "Rapids and eddies can flash into turbulence."
"That whitewater is fostered by demonic forces. They feed off victim's fears as they weigh them down, aiding in their drowning, and then stealing their spirits before they have a chance to rise to a celestial afterlife."
“Lives will be risked. Do you foresee that?”
"I do." She paused, adding softly. "More than lives, souls."
"Are they strong enough to survive?"
“Risk is the only way to discover strength of character.” Her words faded as she watched through the pool’s window events transpiring on Earth. A faun crept toward the water. The river’s edge was soft, slippery.
The Platte over most of its length was a muddy, broad, shallow, meandering stream with a swampy bottom and many islands, a braided stream, but when fed by long periods of rain it became cataclysmic with uncontrolled power.
Birds tweeted in circles around her head, crickets joined in their song, bullfrogs croaked at appropriate intervals. Elk tangled horns, adding a clicking background. All of the Garden’s inhabitants stirred and added their chirps and snorts and hisses, creating a blissful harmony. Totally in contrast to the present discord in Ariel’s spirit.
“My concern is great for their safety. I sense great sympathy and caring within the brothers.” He paused, his disquiet obvious in the brass undertones of his deep voice. “The undertow is treacherous, and those about lack the courage to go after them if difficulty arises.”
“True… the other side, our devilish enemies, have been over-active in this school. Darkness spreading like slick oil. Hopelessness the begatment. It hasn’t touched the brothers but many they befriend have been wooed. Those demonics have made youth with weak-knees and failed backbones. We must…” She stopped speaking as the Earthy events began to unfold with the possibility of a dire outcome.***
About the Story: The Darkness Within is a fast-paced supernatural thriller involving, kidnapping, romance, gypsies, and supernatural beings. The tale revolves around private detective Brie (Gabriella) Tyler's investigation of several missing young women believed to be runaways. Somehow, it connects to a past she cannot remember. While trying to find his missing niece, Jake Marlo, the owner of prestigious private detective agency, crosses path with Brie. Independent and feisty, Tyler resists Marlo's help and romantic attention. The two collide as heinous henchmen and supernatural forces threaten to destroy their lives.
CONTINUED NEXT WEEK
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