#19 Twilight

Date: 2010-06-13 06:13 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] thursdaysangel.livejournal.com
The sun was setting, casting its last rays of God’s golden light on this small slice of planet Earth. On the streets below my perch humans were scurrying to get home to their families or to their lonely lives, shut in their little homes filled with their material possessions.

I had nowhere to go, no home, no family, certainly no possessions. All that I had was on my body, and of that only the cell phone that linked me to the Winchesters mattered.

But up here I could watch the sky change colors and pretend I was worthy of heaven.

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