GOOD GOD Y'ALL [open]

[ZERACHIEL]

INDIANAPOLIS, INDIANA

The angel entered the church, seating herself in a pew at the back of the building. Sunlight streamed through the stain glass windows, and people already occupied several rows—clad in formal attire—as they listened intently to the priest as he recited that day’s sermon. Zerachiel frequently visited these houses of worship, hoping to acquire an answer to the many questions now causing her to doubt everything she had grown accustomed to since the dawn of time. Her ever-growing uncertainties gave way to guilt and the silence furthered the shame she felt for defying the Lord and her own brethren. However, she refused to play a part in the destruction of this planet as well as the human race, willingly sacrificing her own immortality to assist man during such crucial times.

Zerachiel did not regret her choice.

Silently, she prayed, attempting to make contact with her siblings. They may be repulsed by the path she had selected, though in spite of their obvious differences she loved them still, and she knew no one could change that affection she possessed even now. Subsequent to her departure, the angels had been her only family and closest confidents, and without them an intense sensation of loneliness developed within her heart. Zerachiel did not expect them to return that adoration, especially considering she had voluntarily betrayed them, and she refrained from asking for forgiveness, for she knew what she had done was unforgivable, but she still yearned to get in touch with her kin.

She remained situated on the bench, hands folded in her lap, and eyes staring unblinkingly up at the altar, although the service had concluded hours prior, and only she stayed behind in the ornately designed structure—simply waiting, waiting for an answer that would probably never come.

Yet she continued to hope.

[GWEN MORGAN]

Gwen felt herself drawn, called by one of her siblings. It was a strange forlorn feeling she felt-one with sadness and little hope. It had been rather lonely in the city with no hunters or others who wished to speak with her. It had been weeks since she had last had contact with anyone of substance neither angel nor human and it sparked a bit of hope in her. Her kin didn't normally care for her since she had abandoned them yet again in order to save humankind. This was not the way it should end. Love was what made the world and it is what held it together, there was no way it would end like this full of pain and suffering for all God's children.

At last she reached her destination with a sigh of wonder. Gwen had been so consumed by her thoughts she had just let herself be pulled to her sibling without paying attention to where she was going. The church was barely lit, only occupied by one solitary figure who seemed unaware of the world around her and consumed by prayer. Gwen walked up the steps with purpose but trying to be as silent as possible. She wanted to take a moment to gather her thoughts and figure out the best way to handle the current situation.

Finally she was at the pew where her sibling sat, "Sister, may I sit by you?" Gwen kept her words gentle and kind. It seemed it had been awhile since this angel had been in contact with others of their kind-similar to Gwen. She didn't want to spook her.