I’d always believed angels were possible, living just a breath from sight in patches of light or shadow; in-between places where imagination and reality interlace. I’d wished for their existence, just as I did for trolls, midnight faeries, and elemental magic. Now I yearn for their destruction.
Zachriel dips a long finger in Calliope’s blood and holds it up, an artist reveling in his favorite color.
Calliope’s gasps are quieter now, a hushed accompaniment to my panicked breathing.
“It’s your faith and lust for significance that sweetens your blood,” Zachriel says, his tone confidential. “Nothing else believes like humans do.”
A continuation of Angels  & Deceivers , written for The Prediction. Challenge words: confidential, midnight, troll. Photo by Marie Bellando-Mitjans on Unsplash. Below is an audio recording of me reading the story aloud.
AUDIO OF ‘FAITH’, NARRATED BY HOLLY KARLSSON: