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Ariel (defectedfromgod) wrote in utr_logs,

He poured just a bit more brandy into his glass, excusing himself to replace the bottle before he overindulged. In his heart of hearts he knew it was true; he'd never truly be rid of what had happened or of the memories of it. He'd wanted a bit of peace, but it wouldn't be obtained by erasing the angel and the lost love entirely from his memory. At this point it was no longer possible.

He took a breath. "If you don't object, I'd like a bit of time to consider." His voice came in a rush, and he did his best to calm it. "I am interested and I completely concur with what you've said, but I just." He trailed off, closing his eyes. He was so very tired of being afraid. So tired of being guilty and weary and unworthy and so close to having a hand in his own damnation, but to be ignorant was no option!

He needed to run, now, if there was anywhere he could go. "May I please consider and speak with you again sometime soon?" He'd be damned if his voice would crack in front of the angel.