Fallen
in the end I was always
a child of the dark, even though
once I was a shining light
there I was, in Paradise
but my heart was uneasy
never a team player, all I wanted
was a change in the management,
I was cast out, and fell a long way…
Hell was already there, all I did
was make it my own, a reflection
of my own torment
my wings broken, through
the long millennia they began
to heal, until one day
I launched into the air
and for the first time flew
above my own dark kingdom
Joanne Fisher
word count: 99
I think I’ve been watching too much Lucifer lately…
This was my second response to the prompt of a first flight provided by the Carrot Ranch August 13 Flash Fiction Challenge.
©️2020 Joanne Fisher
Yay all my spacing was changed. I hate this new block editor.
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You and me both. Told yah SWTOR would be more fun, lol
Seriously, you can use /spacer to add an extra bit of space between blocks. That’s helped some of my layouts, but it’s hardly a cure all.
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Even without my interest in fallen angels, I still would like this. Good one, Joanne
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Thanks ♥️
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🙂
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Ooh, nice. Paradise lost-y! Was Satan your intended main, or just a generic fallen angel?
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