[There's an angel floating leisurely around a quiet area by the heavenly beaches, watching the waters at peace as all things there are, smiling and gentle and fitting the image of an angel in Heaven very clearly. But if one looks closely, at times you could notice her looking at her journal a little anxiously, as if waiting. For what? We just don't know. And though she's among the royals, there's a certain sense of freedom she can't quite shake with the current rank she holds, and today it seems apparent in her wandering. Almost like there once was a weight on her shoulders and a duty to responsibility far greater than she has now. Strange, isn't it?]