no longer code, no longer in control, thoroughly unfamiliar with herself, holding on like a person trying not to slip on ice. She still wasn’t human, but it wasn’t a question of being human in that place. This was her spirit, a malvirai spirit, as if something – someone – had removed us from the Earth and brought us to the afterlife.
“Greetings, travelers!”
We were welcomed by an angel – an archangel – with long hair that was darker than night, a flowing white robe, and broad, feathery wings that looked like fresh snow. He wore a chain around his neck even larger than those of the other angels. His face looked like a painting, too mesmerizing to look away from, too warm and inviting to refuse. He was the one they admired in that place, one with billions of names, whom they listened to without question.
He was the one with piercing, violent eyes trained on the two of us. His voice boomed like thunder.
“I welcome you… to paradise!”
////////Chapter Thirteen: Striking Bedrock///////////////////////////////////////////////////
Caffeine
A Novel by Ryan Grabow
EGrabow Media, October 2009
Copyright © 2009 by Ryan Grabow. Some rights reserved.
This work may be printed and distributed under the terms of the Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No
“Greetings, travelers!”
We were welcomed by an angel – an archangel – with long hair that was darker than night, a flowing white robe, and broad, feathery wings that looked like fresh snow. He wore a chain around his neck even larger than those of the other angels. His face looked like a painting, too mesmerizing to look away from, too warm and inviting to refuse. He was the one they admired in that place, one with billions of names, whom they listened to without question.
He was the one with piercing, violent eyes trained on the two of us. His voice boomed like thunder.
“I welcome you… to paradise!”
////////Chapter Thirteen: Striking Bedrock///////////////////////////////////////////////////
Caffeine
A Novel by Ryan Grabow
EGrabow Media, October 2009
Copyright © 2009 by Ryan Grabow. Some rights reserved.
This work may be printed and distributed under the terms of the Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No