20 March 2026, Freewriters Community Daily Writing Prompt Day 3048: The Fall From On High

This post was inspired by today's 5-minute writing prompt in the Freewriters Community - Elegant Fall

Enjoy !

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It began in the far distance, a speck in the sky. Almost imperceptible. Fluttering down, a thing of beauty. How could it not be ? Angels were the incarnation of love and beauty, we all knew that.

But something was wrong. It wasn't flying, it was falling. Still beautiful, of course, it could't help itself, but as it fell lower we could see that it's wings were trailing behind it like streamers, not outstretched in glory.

Lower still; it was not just flying down to deliver a message. It was plummeting. We could see it clearly now. What was that ? Tears streamed down it's face. This was wrong, very wrong.

It was going to hit the ground !

But as it did, the earth moved away, pulling back as if it had an aversion to harming such a divine being.

And that is when it happened.

The wings straightened with a crack. Was it the red glow from below, or did they really blacken, and the pure white robe shifting to blood red. The golden armour turned to the blackest enamel, the golden hair darkening and sprouting horns.

A save grin appeared on the angel's face.

"This feels more like Home."

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