One of the rewards of winning was that Serafina no longer needed a mirror to remember what had been. Everything crashed into her, like a freight train. It had always been there, those moments. However, finally, she remembered everything.
“What’s going on?” she asked the other angels.
There seemed to be chaos in heaven. She knew there were factions, but she did not realize how serious the situation was. Through her spot up above, she saw angels swooping downwards. No. They were not flying. They were hurtling down, out of control. She bit a cry. Could her friends be one of them?
The next thing that she remembered was looking for Enepsigos, her closest friend.
“She is gone, Serafina,” one of the others said. She forgot who it was, but it was one of those who remained loyal to the heaven
