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Challenge 4

by wingedkitten345 

She stood just behind him, her short dress billowing softly in the wind. Her golden hair lightly touched her shoulders, not to be in the way of her newly embellished angel-like wings.

"You don't have to fight anymore," she whispered. Her voice was soft and high, her words delicately tumbling from her lips.

He turned around in surprise, swinging his short, black tail. His own wings crackled with electricity. They were like a bats', but with much longer hair. He looked down at the young girl with a puzzled expression.

"We're willing to forgive you; to take you back. We know these years have been hard for you. But you have the power to change." She put out her small hand, willing him to take it.

He instead looked up at the sky. It was a pale pastel mix of cloud and colour, reflected by the water they stood in. There was nothing but it for miles; if one died there, it certainly would not be of thirst. But he sighed, knowing he had already used his life on the planet. This was the transfer zone. Soon he would be whisked away to another planet, likely in the same galaxy.

"Why are you here?" He asked her coldly, not taking his eyes from the sky. "You won. I thought that meant you didn't die."

"You know I can come as I please."

"It will kill you to stay."

"I came to offer you your life back. On Orweque."

He looked at her suddenly, his eyes wide.

"You were never really exhaled. You just left."

It was true he hadn't died there. But though there had been so much emotion in his heart, he shook his head and returned his expression to being solemn. It seemed as though, just for a second, he had longed for something he hadn't in a long time. That feeling was gone, now.

"Go back there? What, so I can be punished?" He gave an empty chuckle. "I know my mission, and you know yours." He made to walk away from her, and there was a splash behind him, wetting his clothes. She had run up to him, then stopped.

"What did they call you there? Hope?"

"Zhormii, please," she frowned.

"Leave before you're exhaled, S-Hope."

"Panacea misses you. She wished me to tell you."

A tear rolled down his face at the mention of his little sister. "Just go already!"

"We hope you'll consider." And she was gone in a shimmer, leaving the man looking back where she had been, guiltily wishing she would come back for just a moment.

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