Mina's Blog

  THE WATCHER As Eden stepped out of the Heavens, she felt nothing like the rumors she had heard about angels who left. If anything, she felt lighter than before, as though an invisible burden she had carried for far too long had quietly lifted from her shoulders. But when her feet touched the ground, the world beneath her was nothing like the Heavens. It felt heavier—rooted—while the air around her was cool, not stinging with cold, but unfamiliar enough to make her aware of every breath she took. As she moved deeper into the place known as the Outside World, a strange sensation crept over her. The hairs at the nape of her neck rose instinctively, a silent warning without a name. She couldn’t tell what had unsettled her—only that something had. She paused and looked around. There was no movement, no sound. Just a heavy stillness, pressing in from all sides. Eden walked for some time, though she couldn’t tell how long. The landscape offered no markers—no sun to measure, no path to f...

  THE OUTSIDE WORLD Eden went back to other angels, wondering about the Outside World that she and other angels were forbidden to go to. She sat there with them but her imagination led her to the thoughts of the Outside world and its mysterious, strange attraction. Her friends noticed that her attention was somewhere else, but they didn't say much as they all knew about the warning that Senior angel had given her. Days went by but Eden's curiosity only grew with time. Whenever she looked at the edge of Heavens, her mind would go back to the thoughts of Outside world. She started feeling anxious and began to  overthink about why the angels were forbidden to go out while their fellow fairies can. Her mind raced with all sorts of questions but all remained unanswered. Soon her anxiety started to gnaw at her and fogged her mind with uncertainty and hesitations. Everyone around her noticed that her songs had started to sound soulless and her laughter forced and empty. Her face didn...

THE HEAVENS "She wandered about the Heavens all day, born with light, innocence and hope." She woke up to the rays of the Sun warming her skin, she stirred her wings and flutter opened her eyes. She looked like the very manifestation of purity and innocence. Though her face was soft and angelic—full of youth yet her eyes—milky and luminous—held a calm wisdom, as though they had watched centuries pass in a single glance. She looked around the serenity of the Heavens which embraced her like a shelter. She put on a smile, not because anyone expected it, just because she wanted to—always striving to appear as flawless as she felt she should—and rose to start a new day. She sang with angels and fairies, her laughter and smiling brightening up wherever she went. She was loved wherever she went, as if she were the Heaven's favorite; everyone around seemed to cherish her. Her loveable personality made it hard for others to avoid her magical charms. She spent whole day performing ...