Chapter 27: Ascension
The archangel who had inclined his ear toward her, as she fought for her life, and learned to cope with the loss of Jacques. She didn’t know either of them as well as she could have - not at the soul level that she could have dreamed or hoped for - and yet, a certain type of beauty and obsession still occupied her as she wistfully longed for both of them to complete her.
Suddenly, the faintest image of a radiant dragon made its way accursedly toward Aeliana. Inwardly, she fidgeted uncomfortably, hoping that it would eventually make its way toward other spirit realms or other methods of being. But alas, Aeliana still observed the glisten of its scales, the pure rhythm of its tail, as it made its way haphazardly, yet methodically, toward her.