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Sage of the Forlorn Path's "I dream of angels" AKA my fav story ever

Date: 6/4/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: PolishCock, Rating: 78.6, Source: sexstories.com

breeze that seemed to carry the perfume-like odor of the changing of seasons. It was absolutely perfect for what I had in mind. “Angel, do you want to take a walk through the woods with me?” I asked as I stepped inside. Sitting on the couch watching TV, Angel looked at me and cocked her head to one side. The smallest of smiles crossed her lips as she looked into my eyes. “I would love to.” She whispered. We grabbed our shoes and headed out into the woods. There were so many fireflies that we did not need a flashlight, the insects perfectly illuminated the forest. Their light cast a mysterious aura on everything in the woods and alter their colors, the leaves gained a dark blue-green shade, and the tree trunks seemed to have a purplish tinge. The fireflies illuminated everything, but almost in a haunting way. You could see what everything was, but your sense of distance and perception was warped. You could reach out to touch a leaf and your hand would only pass through its shadow. You could take a step towards something several meters away and realize that it was right in front of you the whole time. The forest was filled with endless shadows from the light, shadows that seemed to hold secrets of nature itself. I watched Angel as she moved through the forest like a ghost. Her eyes were filled with wonder as the fireflies hovered around her like fairies. In the light of the insects, her crimson hair shined like rubies and her blue eyes glowed like the moon. I remembered the ... day that I had met her, when I she had truly been born into my world, having materialized out of thin air. The way she was wrapped in the light… was supernatural. “You really are an angel. No one could affect nature like this. No one could take away my pain like you have. You are far too divine to have been birthed by human parents… but you are far too pure and unique to have been made by some sort of god. You are an angel of fate, an angel of light, and an angel of life, not a creation of some deity or regular humans.” I murmured under my breath as I gazed upon her beauty. “Did you say something?” She asked as she turned to me. “No.” I said softly. I closed my hand around hers. “There is a place I want to show you. Judging by what we have seen so far, I’m guessing that this place will be a work of art.” I said. A babbling brook carved its way through the soft forest soil. The creek was about a foot in diameter and not even an inch deep. Several smaller rivers connected to it like veins and creating islands, dotted with ferns and shrubs. The creak led to a pool, about the size of a coffee table and a foot deep. Surrounding the pool was a dam of rocks to maintain its shape. Next to the pool was a boulder, bathed in moonlight. There was a symphony echoing through the clearing. It was a mix of the babbling brook, the croaking of frogs, the chirping of crickets, and the whistling of birds. It all formed a melody that no orchestra could match. “Gorgeous.” Angel gasped. “When I was a ...