Metalic Taste

As a small child he came upon a torn angel; bird like wings flailing in the air, veins from the creature's back detaining the beautiful wings from flying off. An aura of agony twisted with the being, the expression it bore seemed to make the world weep in blood.

Like rushing water he found himself near the creature, his eyes fixating on the crimson liquid trickling from it's parted lips. The deep color of the blood accenting the being's illuminated azure eyes, only adding to it's angelic appearance.

Warm crystal clear liquid dripped from the boy's young eyes, falling on the angel whom slowly began to shift; forming a sitting position of some-sort.

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`Love thy God as one's own child.

`Tainted wings to be fed upon by mortals.

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"...I'm sorry." Barely, the tiny voice shook as it came from the small boy.

"Sorry! Phfft! You know nothing, human.." Chaotic word's flowed from the angelic mystery, such words seemed out of place to the boy. Why would an angel be so cold?

"I- ...I-I am sorry, whatever you've done.. I'm sure you didn't deserve this.." Brushing his arm across his face, he wiped his streaming tears.

Chuckling the angel stood, towering over the human. Embracing the child he pressed his lips softly onto the child's ear; whispering, "When I am dead, eat my wings so the devil may take my soul... Alex."

The boy's eyes widened by the request, eat the angel's wings? What-why would he do that?! He couldn't.. could he?

Shutting his eyes tight the angel fell away from him, passing into the nether world. Reopening his eyes he stared at the corpse, kneeling down he leaned forward. Grabbing a hold of the white wings he pressed his face onto them; feeling the delicate nature of creature's wings. For a moment he felt it... that longing, that desire.

His mouth opened; biting down hard into the wings, tearing away the feathers, devouring the fleshy meat within'. With each new bite he felt the tangy metallic taste of blood, the hot liquid sliding down his chin, staining the shirt he bore. His white teeth sank deeper into to the bone he finally discovered under all the flesh he had ripped apart, his greased fingers sliding over the fragile piece lovingly.

He couldn't stop himself now.. no, he had found it, what he so ached for, deep in his abdomen. With his textured tongue he glided over the piece of marrow, savoring each bit and every taste he felt.

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`An eye painted by God.

`Redemption is a luxury no mortal can afford.

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Alex; the young boy allowed his body to fall back into the pools of blood that encircled the angelic corpse. Sticky-sweet words foamed forth from the boy's lips, "Too bad... his eyes would have been nice to eat as well." Sighing, he laid silent, only his soft breathing could be heard.

"The Devil.. will take the angel's soul?"