C Angel Wings

[Sam260]

Marshall took that hand and hoisted himself up. His eyes were wide as he continued staring at those beautiful wings adorning the other's back; all of his life, he had been told to believe in Angels, that one day they would save his life. That was his mother's belief, anyway, and clearly her theory held true. When the man-Angel- spoke, Marshall came back to himself and quickly checked if he felt any pain "I've got a headache, but I had that before all of this happened..." He spoke honestly but quietly, voice deep and smooth, almost like silk. His eyes were drawn back to those wings, tracing their curves and the long feathers "You weren't supposed to do that... Were you?" It was slowly becoming obvious that, maybe, he had gotten really lucky, and that maybe, just maybe, he was not supposed to be standing here right now.