The Fall

Everything was like an idyllic dream. The sun was setting gracefully, its arms enfolding the earth with her red-orange cape, slowly darkening the horizon. The wind was billowing around her, caressing her like a lover. She knew no fear, only of a curiosity as to what will happen next.

A car screeched in the distance and sped up towards where she was.


She turned her head to see the love of her life. He was a good man, handsome and kind. She looked on towards the pretty sight of the setting sun and stepped closer to the cliff.

“Please, stop. Don’t go any further.”

Patrick was at a loss. Clara knew that this was the only way to end it. She stayed with him far longer than needed. She faced him and was slightly bothered to find out that he was now only a few paces away.

“I have to do this, Patrick. I have to.”

“No, you don’t. Please come back to me. Please take my hand and come to me.”

She looked at him for the last time and turned around. The wind called her name. She stepped forward and fell.


He ran to the edge and saw that before she could hit the ground, she unfolded her wings and flew back up to the sky where she belonged and beyond the sunset.

He could only fall to his knees and weep as his angel left him without even looking back.

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