Under a War-Torn Sky (2015)
“He squinted against the brilliant morning light that flooded the bell tower. Hovering over him in the window directly above his head was a pair of huge, creamy white wings. They stretched out six feet from tip to tip, and were backlit by a halo of golden light.
“Am I dead?” Henry rubbed his eyes.
The wings fluttered once more, making a soft rustling sound. Henry propped himself up on his elbows to gaze at what had to be an angel. It had a long downy neck and great, black, soulful eyes. ...“If God will give me wings like that I won’t mind dying so much,” Henry whispered.
“Clack,” the angel squawked at him.
“Excuse me?”
The angel swung his head all the way round to face Henry. “Clack, click, click, clack.”
Henry stared. The angel had a strange, long, orange nose. Henry rubbed his eyes again, then shaded them against the blinding shafts of light that spilled around the angel.MoreLess
“Am I dead?” Henry rubbed his eyes.
The wings fluttered once more, making a soft rustling sound. Henry propped himself up on his elbows to gaze at what had to be an angel. It had a long downy neck and great, black, soulful eyes. ...“If God will give me wings like that I won’t mind dying so much,” Henry whispered.
“Clack,” the angel squawked at him.
“Excuse me?”
The angel swung his head all the way round to face Henry. “Clack, click, click, clack.”
Henry stared. The angel had a strange, long, orange nose. Henry rubbed his eyes again, then shaded them against the blinding shafts of light that spilled around the angel.MoreLess
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