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i’m not an angel but my wings got burnt and i want to know if i can join the “i miss my wings” train

Oh of course! Anyone and thing is welcome to join the “I miss my wings” train.

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Damn I haven’t felt my wings in such a long time and it has become a really weird, foreign, feeling

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THE HILLS HAVE EYES

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love, looking in the wrong wrong place.

it’s a lie, looking in this empty space.

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Our Inbox is completely cleaned out! Send in asks if you want to. Side note: would anyone want to join a huge discord for Angelkin? We’re planning on making one here soon.

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I Miss My Family . I Miss Them So Much . . I Miss All Of You , Despite Lack Of Memory . . . But It Seems I Have Been Casted Out For A Long , Long Time . Heed My Words , Former Brethren -- My Heart Is Whole And I Will Never Lay A Harmful Finger Upon Any Of You , I Vow To Serve And Remain Generous And Loving Of My Family , --👁

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it’s okay if you stutter while saying your prayers, there exist angels with stutters as well.

you are heard.

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why do angels love the rain?

I. because what is more holy than the life essence that pours from the sky, when humans say that Heaven is built upon the blue above them; when they worship the water and the seas, when they call water the lifebringer, who are we to argue?

II. because the mists taste sweet on our tongues, like crystalline sugar poured from an endless glass, free and glittering and irresistible, and there is no use in resisting a pleasure so pure.

III. because humans and the earth are both two-thirds water, and every drop that slides down our throats makes us more aware of the world we are sworn to watch over, and the truest among us drink deep, hoping to understand.

IV.  because being without wings is being without a shield, without safety, and while being soaked to the skin makes us all too aware of how weak we are, having a jacket plastered to our backs almost feels like wings again.

V.  because we can hear the wind singing, constructing a prophetic melody out of thousands of molecules brushing trees and buildings, and though our minds do not speak the languages of Heaven our souls still do, and perhaps if we listen hard enough we will remember how to speak the words of the air.

Vi. because after the War, it rained in a torrent matched only by the Flood, and each time the lightning struck every one of the Host reeled, thinking it was the Fallen breaking through once more; we were and are tired, so very tired of War, and when the thunderstorms come we clutch each other tight in the hopes that this time we will stop shaking.

VII. because there are three thousand white flags in the field, glimmering with dewdrops, and men standing there screaming, screaming about three thousand lost souls, condemning sins that the Father never spoke of, and the drops on our cheeks turn salty with someone else’s tears as we silently, with what little power we have left, absolve.

VIII. because it does not rain in Heaven.

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Hello im @black-dove-wings, my name is Alphun, i was a guard in the gardens and was in a part where i saw little angels (baby ones(?). I also had some soldiers on my charge and i had two enormous black wings (made out of void), i had long straight hair that was light brown, had male-ish body and light tanned skin. I am looking for a female angel that was under my charge, she had brownish and white wings, curly redish-caoba hair and light skin. If anyone remembers me or her pls contact me.

@black-dove-wings !!

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Hi! I know my name, but it's hard to put into words. It's associated with storms, clouds, stars, souls and energy but also softness, being gentle and nature. All I know about myself is I have these enormous, beautiful, golden wings that shine with light and I miss being able to fly and have a muscle memory of it, but I'm absolutely terrified of heights. I also feel like I have a relation to Cassiel somehow (not necessarily family or relationship, but association?) Blog is @wingsarehardtocomeby

Contact me maybe? @archangel-cassiel

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