And the the child was quiet and the streets were empty there was not a sound. The Devil drank his coffee and Famine ate, Death wept and his tears sizzled as they hit the ground. The groans and screams of the unfortunate souls that the Devil had ensnared, started  up and  echoed around the streets, assailing everyone’s ears. Death looked at Mercy and said this is tenfold worse than any of our fears.

War was worn out he had truly done his worst he had whipped up hate and anger and spite, he had  brought the planet low he’d been a scourge and a curse. Pestilence was running wild he travelled by air, sea and train he made people sick, he smite them with disease then struck them all down with pain. Peace and Love had long since fled as soon as they had escaped their tormentors off to find God they had sped.

Mercy and Gabriel knelt down to pray. Mercy beseeched God to listen and not to turn away. Death gingerly, because he was not sure, edged toward them then joining them, he knelt on the floor. There they stayed, be it wrong or right and they prayed and prayed right through the night.

So they prayed through the night and they prayed till the dawn and they were totally awestruck by what came with the morn. The sky was full of wonderful light yellows and golds and purple and blue and the most wonderful voices, you could see from his face it was a sound Gabriel knew.

Then finally a voice that drench all the the souls on the earth, whether good or bad, with feelings of self worth. The Devil was angry in fact very irked the voice was calming his sinners, even after all of his evil work! He got up and went to stomp off throwing cups and tables in his wake . When the  beautiful voice said  Satan stay and face me to leave would be a mistake…………..

Gabriel’s face took on a fantastic glow he unfurled his wings and into the arm’s of his God!


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