The whispers grew deafening but Star could hear every word. "All it took was the torture of everyone you loved, and the death of loved ones... are you fully awake yet?" With that, a blur of silver sparkled in the darkness and cut the night in two.
Star couldn't react fast enough, and neither could she.
"Noooo!"
With a jolt Star dropped the mirror, it lay on the dirt floor reflecting not the room, nor him but the body of his Ash in a pool of red.
Star curled up in the corner with the images of that night still in his head. Fresh wounds burn as the dirt penetrates them, they became one. Healing.
That night will forever be etched onto the back of his eye lids. Those eyes, Gabriels eyes with that white glow. Not red or green, no, not even blue but white. Has he killed an angel? Does white mean they have been freed ? So many questions, and yet still so long to wait.
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