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 story of Ecanus and Forcas
Butterflies hover and feathers appear whenever lost
loved ones and Angels are near. Songs ring as clouds sing, brightening soul
after soul, Angels are heaven's gold. ~ Delaware
Ecanus: Angel of Writers
Forcas: Angel of invisibility
Ecanus, Angel of
Writers, blew kisses to her momentary Juliet, Madalene, a fairy who was dancing
with Dotted Blue and Eufala Skipper butterflies amongst freshly bloomed amber
marigolds. The fairy blew winged-kisses back, smiled, and then flitted off.
Fairies were fickle like that.
“She is my
heart, but I don’t think she realizes how deeply I feel.” said Ecanus.
"She's
confused. We did that to her."
"I get that
I inked love ballets... unsigned."
"One's that
fell onto my shoulders. So if you love her, show her,” her brother Forcas
advised. “You inspire writers with originality and prod them until they
complete their tasks. Surely, she will see you are the force behind all the
beautiful words written by all the romance writers ever known. You were the
muse for Cyrano de Bergerac, for badness sake. Enchant her heart.”
Ecanus flinched
a little. She sometimes forgot that Forcas was fallen. Once in the angelic
hierarchy, he was now a duke in Hades, tasked to teach rhetoric, logic and
math. He, also, had the power to turn humans invisible, and on a whim could
restore lost property. However, he did not flit in the demonic culture's
heinous side, for he did not wish to be far from his sister. They were akin.
Goodness resided deep within Forcas despite denouncing the written laws of
heaven, claiming they were not logical. That act tossed him into the underside,
yet, here he returned to the enchanted forest to help Ecanus foster love. His
work for the dark below, he delegated to underlings.
There was another reason, however that kept
him where he should not dwell, and that was the fairy, Madalene. He loved her
as did his sister. Or at least that was story that protected Ecanus. Forcas was
forced into the realm of the Fallen when he claimed authorship of the
collection of billet-doux. Those were love letters penned by Ecanus to
Madalene, and forbidden by the Angelic authority. So banished to the hellions,
he spoke of his love for Madalene, being both the mask and shield for his
sister, Ecanus.
Ecanus laughed
sadly. “I know what I do for others, but am unable to find the words to tell
her, to write her. Ironic is it not?”
"Your vexation
is not the words but the courage to claim them as your own." He looked at
his sister, and thought how fully ironic it all was, both loving the same woman
all for public perception, but he would never forsake his sister. Hell was not
for her. Her happiness was paramount, and he knew she felt very much the same.
She oft risked becoming a fallen angel just by harboring him.
In that way,
they were much alike, they were also similar in size, small in stature. Also,
they both had triple wing appendages growing from the thoracic area on their
spines. Ecanus’ wings were veined and colorful like a butterfly’s. She wore
nothing. Ruddy Copper butterflies
attached themselves to her breasts and pussy mound, wrists and ankles, giving
her the look of movement even when she remained utterly still. A raven
attracted by the metallic glint of her unique wear, oft perched upon her
shoulder and seemed to whisper urgent messages into her ear. It was known that
both butterflies and ravens were instruments that nurtured love.
Forcas used to
have similar wings, but since being oust, his leathery wings now resembled
those belonging to bats. He, too, preferred no adornment but a single oversized
bat, Binky, attached itself to his penis mound, occasionally suckling upon
Forcas’ blood. That was both pleasant and horrifying.
“If I were
human, I send her flowers every day. Here, we live among every flower nature
could provide and imagination can conceive.”
“Then send her
prose every day,” Forcas offered. "Your raven can go to her and whisper
your love words."
“If only I could
borrow that which I rouse in others.”
“You can, my
dearest sister.”
“Would not be
fair. I must be my own inspiration.”
"Are you so
inspired?"
"Yes."
"Then bled
your heart unto her."
“Love you to the
throne and back, dearest brother, but I still cannot.” Ecanus hugged him
tightly. “Now, come, there is a love story to be put back on its path, that of Jessica
and Monica.”
“As you wish,”
Forcas said, but thought, no, you would not allow me to write for you. Ecanus was
all good and kind and wonderful. If he could, he'd do it without permission
from Ecanus. Besides, Madalene was his sister's muse. He loved Ecanus and she
loved her. He’d write his heart and give the credit to his sister. His reward
would be seeing his sister’s joy. He felt he could have her raven sing the
songs of love.
Little did he
know that tact would hurt everyone.
continued next week
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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.
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