Fall Onto Earth: Ambriel & John
Ambriel was about to protest that he could fight, that he could still battle. He could. He could! But when he moved, he felt that everything hurt, from his toes to the tips of wings. And the tide of the battle had turned, the trees driving the creatures back to where they belonged. For Ambriel, the battle was over.
Sometimes, the universe just said no.
The angel sagged against the wall, nodding. "Okay," he said, quietly. "I will have to..." Ambriel shook his head. Everything throbbed. Hurt. He could feel tears forming in his eyes, anger and frustration and pain bottling inside of him. He really wanted to... To crash. To sleep.