Angels work is never done

Auvrea sat down. Someone just attacked someone else, someone was dying and she did nothing. She couldn't she wasn't allowed to fight back, as desperatly as she wanted to. She just hung her head and let a tear fall down her cheek.

She didn't want to loose her wings, but she wanted to help humanity. But if she interfered she would be spending into further despair. She was so confused. She wanted so much to do something.

At every word another tear fell, as she pushed her hair back behind her ears.

The End

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