Drabble

[cattygabriel]

Stained

 Father, I feel… tarnished. Stained. There is so much blood on my hands.

 The blood of sinners, My Child. Do not feel guilty.

 I doubt you not, Father. Yet… I can still hear the screams, smell the burning bodies…

 It is My Will. Do you question it, Gabriel?

 Never, Lord.

  Gabriel never questions his Lord’s will. No matter how much it hurts him, he will do whatever He asks of him. And if the bloodstains on his hands and wings never go away, if the things he has done in the name of duty haunt his dreams, so be it.

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[[OOC: Should I use that ^ as an icon? ;) ]]

[[Also OOC: I'm extremely sick right now and hence will be slow at tagging. Sorry!]]