Idolatry
And so it is far too late that I realize that I have sinned. An Idol he was, but wholy undeserving of my worship. An Idol that falls at it's own feet? One that worships it's own image as devine? Do not forget O 'flawless' slab of stone what true Devinity is. An Angel will never kneel at the feet of a mere Statue. My wings are beautiful and strong and they shall bear me aloft in search of a more fitting suiter. And so my marble hewn Narcissus, I leave you to your own reflection. Watch and weep as the flaws in your craftsmanship become ever more apparent. Cry untill Echo herself leaves you to your own devices; An idol of stone bound to the earth. I share no such fate. Weep alone.
ANGEL
ANGEL