The dark angel's spawn was a created thing, a golem, a half-silered reflection of its sire in a mirror of flesh. In the mind that dreams the world, each was a symbol of the other, and in such dreams, symbol is reality; This is what is called the law of similarity.
Each was the other.
In their mortal struggle, the dark angel and his spawn each fought against himself.
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Cronicles of one of the Fallen
An account from one of the few who flew with the grace of God,
Challenged the sun, and was burned from the Heavens
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a breeze that smelled of wide-open spaces, of limitless skies and bright sun, of ice and high mountains.
It was the wind from the dark angels wings.