Everything was quiet.
She had stopped screaming hours ago. The spirit that had been speaking through her had disappeared as well. And they had left him with silence and he didn't know how to feel about the peace.
"They are now connected. Whatever one feels, the other will feel too. If one dies … The other will die too …"
The very peace that should have been music to his ears, now sounded too close to a death trap. The very courage that he always had running within him seemed to be running out as he watched her deeply breathe in and out in her sleep.
He couldn't understand this piece of evidence that had just showcased itself. Never had he expected to ever witness an angel that had such capabilities. One that could leave a mark that created some sort of an imprint. Some sort of distinction. Some sort of hope.
