Prologue
When you have walked the earth as long as I have and watched humanity struggle through their turbulent lives, you begin to treasure those that are different than the rest. I am blessed that my duty is to oversee those with the purest souls. I have always understood the importance of my vows and know that The Light considers me one of his most important Archangels. He assigned me the honor of presiding over the angelic order, and for many earth cycles, I have carried out my assignment faithfully. I delight as the bonds between the guides and protectors mature, and honor those lost in service of their celestial duty. I could spend all my days watching the souls of the guides, seeing their purity make a difference in the lives of humans that have given up all hope.
The guides do not belong to me they belong to their protectors. I am not jealous of this for I am an Archangel and I am not part of their world. Archangels do not feel human emotions. Anger, jealousy and even their version of love is lost to us. We love everyone in the same capacity, that is what we were made for, and yet there is one who has changed all of that for me.
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