hoshit...
[On his way back to his room, Aziraphale froze in place. He knew that there were terrors beyond belief here, but...this was different.
An angel lay in the middle of the floor, feathers lying shredded and bloody and singed around him, his wings in complete disarray. Said wings were barely hanging onto the poor thing's back. Aziraphale cautiously approached the...the Fallen...]
...hallo?
[The creature looked up, half of his face burnt into an almost unrecognizable form, but the half that had escaped looked eerily familiar...though the eyes were no longer blue, but black all the way across, and the golden curls were peppered and stuck to the beings face with blood...]
...My God...
...not...quite...
[Aziraphale said to himself.]
An angel lay in the middle of the floor, feathers lying shredded and bloody and singed around him, his wings in complete disarray. Said wings were barely hanging onto the poor thing's back. Aziraphale cautiously approached the...the Fallen...]
...hallo?
[The creature looked up, half of his face burnt into an almost unrecognizable form, but the half that had escaped looked eerily familiar...though the eyes were no longer blue, but black all the way across, and the golden curls were peppered and stuck to the beings face with blood...]
...My God...
...not...quite...
[Aziraphale said to himself.]