The Falling Angel

He watched as she fell. She was beautiful.

In slow motion, she crashed into the hard floor, and he winced as he heard bones break. She laid in a mess of a white dress and bent wings, with dust and feathers slowly settling on her. But blood started staining white to red, and pooled around her. She opened her eyes, strikingly blue, registered him, stretched out her hand and whispered something.

"Don't worry."

And then, she passed out.

Author's Note

Is this worth continuing? Thanks for any reviews and help

Reviews

[Speakoftherevol]

I agree with the previous comment, this Is already lookin' awesome!, especially " registered him, stretched out her hand and whispered something. "Don't worry." " = my fav standout part. Keep going. :-)

[Little Bird]

Aw,thanks (: I'm working on it right now, I'm glad you like it

[Stanley King]

Truely AMAZING! You write with heart and soul in every word of each of your piece's. Bravo!

[Little Bird]

Thank you! I think if people think of it like this, I'll continue to work on it

[Stanley King]

Please do. If anyone say's different...they are an idiot. lol. We need more writer's like you here.