The Library itself was large. It had Large windows that went from floor, to halfway up the wall. There were millions of shelves and only few people in them. Fiona was amazed.
She headed over to a desk where an older woman stood. The woman was in her midfifties with already greying hair and dim eyes.
"I'm looking for this book" Fiona held up her phone
"The book has been reserved for a miss Fi-"
"Fiona Myers" I held up my student ID
She looked at a shelf behind her and pulled out a larger book. She set it down infront of Fiona and went back to looking at the computer. Fiona took the book over to a table and opened it up.
'Angels have many theories of existance, but not many facts. Many believe that Angels have a basic make up: wings, alluring glow, beauty, halos. But I've figured out that there are two different types of angels. Type one, heavenly or guardian angels. They have white or pastel colored wings and auras. This type has been seen for many Melenia on earth. People have reported seeing creatures with this description guiding the yound or injured. possible traits and/or powers include:
1. wings
2. teleportation
3. persuation
4. Alluring auras
The second type are unheavenly, earth bound, or fallen angels. These typically have a grey, black, or faded colored wings or glows. Angels like this have only existed for the past thousand years. People have reported seeing Angels of this description just before someone or themselves met an untimely fate of death. Possibke traits and\or powers include:
1. darker wings
2. summoning the dead
3. Persuasion
4. reaping'
Fiona had just skimmed over the first chapter and already found the description of the boy she saw. Suddenly she felt a shiver go down her spine. 'someone is watching me'
One look around she saw no body, but oustide one of the windows was a figure leaning against a building across the street. Rain was pouring outside so she couldn't see it's face clearly, but fiona knew it was a boy. Just not the boy she saw earlier and the day before.
Something about this boy called to her with more force than that of the Angelic boy. Fiona turned ber attention back to the book. 'I'm going to need this'.
She put thw look into her bag and looked back out the window to where the other figure once stood. He was gone, only a cracked sidewalk where he was supposed to be. 'What the heck'.