There he lay... In a tomb made of sand... Betrayed by his Older brother (If you could call him that), Lucifer... Gabriel was in the middle of a dark... place. It was hard to tell what it was and didn't even know how long he was there. He was bound by chains on his ankles without any way out. His normal, warm glow that emanated from his angelic form was so dim to the point that he no longer glowed at all. The only sound was the occasional movement of his wings as he shuffled uncomfortably in his dark prison.

It was the only thing he could do...