A Cry In The Night
I sit on the bed out on the terrace as I wait for Gaspard to join me. I am curious as to what business this Detective and that angel have with him, but I trust if I must know Gaspard will tell me.
Looking out over the water I can not shake the feeling of dread however. The ocean usually calms me, but.... I jump at the sound of Gaspards cry. Running through the house I throw open the door just in time to see the angel fly away holding the detective. Looking to Gaspard I see him on his knees, blood on his lips and down his throat. But it is the sound of blood in his cry that has me running to him. I can see his throat has been slashed!
"Gaspard!"
Fear tears through when he does not answer, but with in a flash he has transformed and speeding away from me. His wings spread and a ferocious growl eminating from him. Fear is replaced with anger
Looking out over the water I can not shake the feeling of dread however. The ocean usually calms me, but.... I jump at the sound of Gaspards cry. Running through the house I throw open the door just in time to see the angel fly away holding the detective. Looking to Gaspard I see him on his knees, blood on his lips and down his throat. But it is the sound of blood in his cry that has me running to him. I can see his throat has been slashed!
"Gaspard!"
Fear tears through when he does not answer, but with in a flash he has transformed and speeding away from me. His wings spread and a ferocious growl eminating from him. Fear is replaced with anger