Daradriel - Part I
She asked for an angel. She needed one desperately. She was beyond despair. So they felt sorry for her and a little bit scared of causing an international affair in the heavens above, and actually sent her one.
She had asked for anything. It wasn't as if she would be expecting an archangel or something of the sort. Just anything with wings and not of this world.
So they sent her Daradriel. A renegade.
Daradriel had quit heaven a long time ago. It did it, not because it believed in any of Satan's bullshit, but because it was lazy. It didn't want to be assigned any of that guardianship crap. It had much more interesting things to do. Like ... nothing.
Daradriel came, mumbling and grumbling all the way down. It landed at her feet and made its presence felt right away. If there was a problem, the sooner they got rid of it the faster it would be able to get back to where it wanted to be.
She felt a whisp of air cross her body and deposit itself inside her heart, causing her a sense of gloom, and doom. And she knew something was there. She looked to the left, and then to the right and then to the left again.
Daradriel took a deep breath and twisted its head from side to side, lifting its eyebrows and turning its eyeballs. What a dope! What a sad example of an earthly creature this one was. Didn't she know that angels are everywhere, which means they take no sides? It decided to speak and end the creature's confusion. It said:
"You don't need an angel. You need a man. A real, flesh and bone man. To fuck you like you've never been fucked before."
She jumped in mid air, literally, and fell on the chair again with a bumping sound. She bit her tongue and cried in pain. Daradriel went on:
"You heard me. I tell you, you don't need an angel and you're wasting my time. Go find yourself a man."
She grasped for air, opened her mouth and closed it again. Tears ran down her cheeks like drops of pouring rain.
"I can't be who you want me to be. Angels don't fuck. They have no flesh, no bones, nothing. We are thoughts suspended in the air. So you better believe me, girl, when I tell you to quit this nonsense."
Daradriel cleaned one of its long black nails and waited for some kind of reaction. It had completely forgotten how boring humans can be, with their petty little problems and their exagerated emotions.
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