A dark figure in a hooded robe appeared before the broken angel named Dosiana. The figure was holding a black book and did not say a word. Dosiana lay there on the cold cement ground of her cell staring at the intruder in a peaceful fear.
Her wings were stained with blood after her many attempts to tear them off. After she had fallen from the heavens many years ago when she lost her desire to ever fly again. She had a sacred secret that she never shared with anyone.
In hopes of being set free from the darkness she yelled for the darkish figure to reveal him or herself.
Dosiana cried out, "Are you here to save me? Who are you?" In desperation she crawled over the little spot of light on the ground. The steel bars only allowed so much sunlight during the day and moonlight by the night.
Her chains and shackles were heavy barely letting her move. The unknown figure remained silent as it hovered a few feet away from her.
She began to weep and lowered her head in hopelessness as if the moments ahead would be her ultimate death.
With compassion the dark figure removed her hood only to reveal a beautiful angel in disguise. The cell began to glow with a luminous light as the angel removed the robe completely. There she stood in silk, white dress that appeared to be a wedding dress.
Dosiana looked up and asked the other angel, "What is your name?" In a soft spoken voice the angel replied, "My name is Arbetelia. I am your angel of light and your savior from death."
"You cannot live in the darkness forever. It is not your destiny." Said Arbetelia. "I have something for you to read."
Arbetelia handed Dosiana the black book. It appeared to be very old and had an engraving of the number 23 on the cover.
She opened the book only to reveal that all the pages were blank.
"This doesn't make any sense" Dosiana said to Arbetelia. "What is the purpose of this?"
She threw the book down on the ground and turned her head away.
"Dosiana, do not worry the pages are very full. Just because you cannot see the ink does not mean nothing exists." Arbetelia said with a stern look on her face. "You need to look closer and in a different light."
When she held up the pages of the book up to the little light she still saw nothing. She became frustrated as she assumed it was some trick.
"I don't believe in magic!" Dosiana said with an angered look on her face. " ARBETELIA? What are you trying to do to me?!"
"Your destiny is not to read life in the dark" Arbetelia said while she bent down and gently took Dosiana's hand. "This is how living your life in the dark looks. Pages without words and life with no hope. Faith was your ink and this is all you have to show for it after you fell in love with that mortal man. A tough lesson but you needed to learn."
Dosiana began to understand. While she longed for a forbidden love her world became darker and darker. She had saved many people but never released the memory of the mortal who broke her heart. Angels are not suppose to become attached to someone who can’t understand ANGELS. He stole her spirit and her energy. When she imprisoned herself on earth she never spoke of him again and sentenced herself to eternal misery.
Dosiana surrendered her wings for this man and was cast out of her heavenly home shortly after-wards. With a fairytale image she believed that she could alter her destiny and make him love her. She sacrificed everything and he moved on a married another mortal.
Sadly, Dosiana spent days and days weeping while she watched him live a happy life with his new beloved. He never loved her and it just so happened that it rained on earth for many weeks before she gave up her wings completely.
The purpose of the number 23 imprinted on the book signified the years Dosiana spent in the dark, alone and miserable on earth. The pages were blank because she stopped living and lost her faith.
"Are you ready to fly again broken angel? It is all up to you." Arbetelia said as she handed her a gold, antique looking pen. "This is the beginning of your destiny although is never ended. You must find yourself again and come home."
Dosiana took the pen and the book. As she opened the cover to the first page, her chains and shackles fell off one by one. For 23 years she had lost her passion for everything and now it was time to live again.
She pressed the pen onto the paper and began to journal,” New beginnings" and then paused for a moment.
"Dosiana", Arbetelia said. "You cannot make up for the last 23 years. Now you must move forward. The empty pages await you now. It's time to go."
Dosiana closed the cover of the book and from that day forward she never looked back. Many years passed and she never loved again but she didn't let her loss and pain chain her down any longer.
Sadly, Dosiana stills leaves page 23 empty in every journal she has since written in. Perhaps there is still hope that whenever it rains, her lost love may look up into the sky and wave good-bye to her one last time.
Written by Kimberly Morrow
Copyright D.Publishing 2010
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