Azrael had been assigned to be your guardian Angel, lately he began to have thoughts of you that would ruin his position as an angel.

This night as he stands guard over you, something is different. He’d spent so much time in the human realm his form had slowly become solid. He could reach out and touch you if he wished.

He stares as moonlight washes over your face, illuminating your features. He’s close enough he can hear your soft snores.He smiles as he watches you.