It was a cold and rainy evening even in the realms of heaven we could still see the weather in its own unique aspect day in day out. I had finally managed to secure interviews with certain angels with a pass to the higher heavens and to certain elite members of the realms who had become known as overachievers.
But it was a gloomy day on the horizon and as my nephilim wings fluttered to the landing point, I arrived a little before my first interview as I went into the unique crystal chambers to take a seat, my sodden wet hood came down and I shook the excess water off my clothing, I had a few moments before I would be meeting with the first Angel, I had heard how much this angel had done in terms of skilling and I had admired her from afar, I was keen to know the inner depths.
Angel Species – Đaɲgér ŃøøđĪє Séмριtéяɲαl (yaumii)
The crystal chamber’s glass doors opened, I could hear the patter of small hooves as they came close to the room I was located in, I had set up my recorder and smiled warmly as I watched Noodle come closer, but the smile faltered as I noticed her expression to me. It was an expression of seething annoyance and inconvenience etched into her beautiful youthful face as she didn’t bother shaking off the water from her black angelic wings or hair and dropped the pick axe down on the table near my recorder with a sudden loud clang and nearly breaking the glass table I coughed to clear the air and moved the recorder out of the way.
