A Return of the Lost?
She intrigued him.
So he listened, she spoke to him of redemption, she spoke to him of deliverance...
But mostly she spoke to him of the everlasting love
And the fool reached out for her...
even knowing himself beyond such things
even recognizing the lie of it all
ever wanting to earn It, find It, and to, at last, understand the Truth of It...
These are the things she preyed upon
And as he drew close - for the first time in Eons - feeling The Hope,
The Hope of The Warmth of the Everlast
At last, and again, retreating from the fall into HIS fold...
chest, burst forth... from the front, tis through the back as the Spear of Destiny's Cousin Blade, "Truth," found its unclean home
her place in the Winged Guard: cemented... his feathers, such as they were, aflame- smoke arose and with it the hearts of heaven, and those of the self-proclaimed 'Lost and Unloved.'
more cobbles of The Path
Wrought of bones and the crimson of black...
Angels be not bound
By the Laws of Man