Disclaimer:
this story has no relation to any religious concept, sect or rites,
it's fully fantasy and argues nothing about divinity, or real scripts
of real holy books. Enjoy it how it is, pure fantasy, different realm
and symbolism.
Innocence
is a blessing, and so is a curse; bringing pure little souls even the
ones that were born as an evil seed the fears beyond exploitation, of
a soul that long lingered in the dark.
“Sidra”
and “Aba” were both playing in the yard of an orphanage, where
different ethnicities and entities inhabit and vary of different
ages, the latter is 8 years old, believed to be mixed of a human
artisan and a demon, talented and yet not fully discovered by those
around her, and Sidra is an angel, a fallen one, who sinned and
degraded from a divine path to a corrupt path, paved by dark spirits
who fear her strength and wisdom.
She
was born of light, curing the scars of the hurt ones, guiding the
lost souls, and facing the eternal darkness that put others in pain
constantly, they thrive over one’s suffer. Them, dark souls thought
they could take her down, pollute her purity and suck her innocence,
Sidra, despite the sin she committed, the temptation she was blinded
with, she still holds herself accountable, and not just the demons,
she subjugated to love, and loving a gifted human being was her one
and only sin she couldn’t resist…
***Chapter
one: Temptation***