I thought I was about to hit the ground and die but someone wrapped their arms under my shoulders locking their fingers on my chest. I couldn't see who it was but I could feel someone was flapping their wings that sent huge squalls on the ground and before I could hit it I was carried on top of the cliff by that person again.
I sat on the ground with my numb legs, panting.
"Sorry," I heard a kid's exquisite voice ring in my ears. In curiosity to see the owner of the voice, I got up and turned around.
I don't remember Drazen being that bright ever as it was on that day. In my life of five years, I had never seen an angel before. I just heard about them from my father, Ronan and Neka's grandfather. The soft and savouring fragrance of jasmine suffused around me as my eyes were captivated
