Jeqon shifted his gaze to the creature’s face to see what
kind of immortal this was. He was surprised to see the most beautiful angel he
ever beheld. A platinum helmet polished to a black mirror finish sat upon this
shadow angel’s head and was topped with seven spires each about two feet in length
that ended in a different gemstone. Cheek guards, also made of platinum, came
down from the helmet and fused at his chin. At this wonderful creature’s side
was an angelic blade of judgment, which rested in a scabbard made of gold and
silver swirled in intricate patterns and further decorated with all the gems
found on the rest of the armor.
More magnificent than everything was the cape worn by this
handsome being, it was as black as night, as if it absorbed any light around
it. Although double the length of its wearer, the cape seemed to float with a
mind of its own, never touching the ground. It drifted back and forth from side
to side, maliciously playful like a cat’s tail.
For a moment, this tail began to wrap in front of the
creature and then pulled back, billowing out behind him as he began to walk
toward Jeqon. Jeqon stood there paralyzed in awe. The being came within two
feet of him and stopped. Then, the cape formed into a thin appendage and
stroked the bottom of Jeqon’s chin. Despite his amazed stasis, Jeqon pulled
back, jerking away from its featherlike touch. For a moment, he thought about
fleeing, but the thought quickly passed as the dark angel emitted a carefree
laugh. The cape receded and returned to slowly waving back and forth in the background.
“Your name is Jeqon, is it not?” the voice asked melodic and
amused. The dark angel cocked his head to the side and taunted him, “Come now,
surely you know what your name is?”
The entire first chapter of The Corruption –
Book one in The Age of the Watchers – will be published on this blog throughout
the month of April.
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