Prologue to "Untitled""Please stop!" Nico’s words echoed at a deafening intensity, but the angel knew its cries were barely audible anymore to its soul, Amanda. She had long since pushed her guardian further into her subconscious, cornering Nico’s voice where it was barely above a whisper. Like other guardian angels, Nico had flickered into existence as a being designed purely of thought from the moment and without corporeal bodies to tether them to reality, the fate of these entities is to linger on the fringes of the human mind. They existed to guide and protect the individual souls entrusted to each of them, but they were never meant to stray into thPrologue to "Untitled"
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~Dr Martin Luther King Jr
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