Evolution

This was a dream that I had and I just had to get it into writing. I am a fashion nerd so I had to incorporate a lot of the fashion into it.

I am standing in a dark abandoned black wooded library. Wearing a black Tshirt and black tailored pants, I am barefoot. With pale skin and piercing blue/grey eyes, My hair is Tousled as if I've been in a slumber under ice for decades.

 I start to turn away from the window. I smell of German rose and ice cold gun metal.

As I turn away my blackened feather wings start to spread as I fall backward out of the window I start to rise as I stretch my black wings. Pumping up toward the grey snow filled sky, I am the angel Gabriel. 

The smell of Devastation permeates as the German soldiers defend their city from the Americans. 

I am struck by a cannon that causes me to implode into ice and plummet to the cobble stone road below. Where I shatter.

I'm spring, the pieces melt together and form. I appear born again as a more human version of myself.

This is the death of innocence and the birth of adult hood. This is who I am now.

I've evolved. 

alexborderie

Author's Note

Once again, this was based off of a dream that I had.