Author's note: This story is rated R for graphic violence. If this bothers you, it is suggested that you do not read. Otherwise, enjoy!

The Flesh of Fallen Angels


The city of Townsville was still sorrowing the great loss. But none weren't sorrowing as much as we. I still couldn't believe all that happened in a few days. I was hovering by the window watching the city skyline thinking everything. It all didn't make any sense to me. I flew to my side of the bed and started remembering everything that had happened, hoping that it would eventually make any kind of sense at all.