She heard them splash through the waves, dragging him with them. Whirling around, she did not realize she was running towards them until her feet met with water.
Just minutes before, he had been lying next to her on the beach, just a few feet closer to the shore, when the great wave washed over them unexpectedly. She had felt it tugging at her and had cherished the feeling of the cool water against her heated skin, but when she opened her eyes, he was gone. Every trace of him was gone.
There had been a cry that had been her own, and a pair of feet on the beach, half-hidden in the sand, so she had fallen to her knees where the head should be
He was the one the creator cherished above all others, and he feared and loved him as the child he was to him.
And Lucifel held his father close to him heart, even though when he walked through the city of angels, he saw the ones that were less fortunate than he was and doubt sprang up in his chest and began to claw at his very self.
It was love that kept him from mouthing his concerns, love that made him, the First Star, stow away everything that he feared for and of his great father, for he could not bear the thought of the creator confronted and accused.
It was love that kept the father, who sees all and knows everything, from singling