You sighed as you walked into the old church building, glancing around at the mossy walls and decaying fabrics, the chapel frozen in time as nature reclaimed it. You could almost smell the fresh incense that stung your nose every time you walked in, the feeling of the cool holy water as you dipped in a finger to make the sign on the cross. It was almost as if it was your first time in church once again, your early memories fogged by doubt.

you waked further in, the silent chapel echoing your footsteps as you made your way to the alter, your muscle memory making an all to familiar sign across your body. “In the name of the father, the son, and the Holy Spirit.” Your mind echoed the words as you sat upon the altar steps, retrieving a joint and lighter from your pocket as you reminisced.

you lit up the joint, putting it between your lips before taking a slow inhale, breathing in the oh so sweet smoke. You let your head fall back as you exhaled, your eyes fluttering closed as you exhaled the smoke. Yet when you opened your eyes once more you were met with the sight of a beautiful ravenette, his slim figure seemingly appearing out of nowhere as he looked down at you, smiling softly.

“Be not afraid.” the angel stated simply, his brown eyes focused on your relaxed figure as you sat there on the steps. It was bill, your guardian angel you hadn’t seen since you were almost 7.