My lord zaros, i don't know if you can hear me, in fact i don't even know if you care
but it's time i told you everything. i sit here alone staring over the rails of the beautiful elf city. its more magnificent than i could imagine. i stand here a fallen angel, disgraced and without a purpose.
Orders that use to come once a day now come to me no longer. this concept of freedom is still so very new and i am still not sure what to do with it. things were simpler, angels as you know are soldiers, we are warriors and we are meant to follow orders without question or hesitation.
i have spent the last few days smiting every evil thing that roams this land the humans call runescape.
my wings have blackened over the last few days, most likely the result of me being cut off from the other angels and home,
and my heart aches with a longing to return to your side and stand within your presence.
i wish with every fiber of my being that i could return home but sadly i am cast out and am now called Angels Mercy the fallen. it is lonley here but prehaps i should start from the beginning. let me tell you now my lord how i fell and why the other angels cast me out.
let me tell you my story.
29-Dec-2014 14:15:39
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