Epic Fantasy Adventure: The Angel's Blessing: Holy Paladin's Quest: Book 1 (Sword and Sorcery Epic Fantasy Adventure Book With Dragons and Magic) by Hart Blaine

Author:Hart, Blaine [Hart, Blaine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lord Hart Productions
Published: 2016-05-14T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5 Galth

The green light in the pool turned a soft, soothing white. The cells around us became small alcoves of devotion and the bird-dragons in the sky above fluttered down into the chamber as beautiful white doves that cooed and circled the Angel. And in that brilliant light Gavial glowed. Where the chain had once been bolted to the floor there sprang a dais of gleaming white marble on which the Angel stood. Kell reverently gathered up the shards of his once mighty hammer and climbed up the stairs to kneel before the Angel in homage.

Her face was still bathed in a radiance that would not let us gaze on her for long, but I saw that she stood far taller than any man. Her wings were outstretched and almost enveloped the cave while her gleaming hair hugged her body like liquid gold. And though I could not look long upon her visage, I could feel her smile.

“Rise now Kell, and gaze upon my face,” the divine creature sang softly, but with a holy chordance that I shall never forget. Kell rose, and never had I seen him look so glorious. He was the true picture of a legendary hero. The angel turned towards me and the Annas “You, brave friends, who cower and hide from me, fear not to lift your heads and so to see. For I am Gavial, the Angel of Glory, and you are worthy to be on this quest. Witness now as a Paladin is Blessed, with Strength and Valor Flowing from my Breast!”

To look on an angel is to glimpse the divine. But to look on the Angel of Glory is probably the greatest experience of my life. I was immersed in her beauty and her splendor and her grandeur. My heart was filled to overflowing, and if I were to never gaze on anything lovely again in this world then I would be content. The unworthy son of a poor clam digging sailor was in that moment and in that room and in her presence exalted to a place among the holy and sanctified. He was pure. He was whole. He was one with the universe. He finally understood what true joy was. While gazing at her magnificence her words came forth like a strange musical symphony of utter purity and wisdom.

“You gaze on me and I do stand above;

this day when you would ask of me a boon

whilst trembling in this holy, sacred room

and trusting life and soul to Angel’s love.

“But blessings may be simple as a dove,

as constant as the ever rising moon,

or murky as an ancient cryptic rune,

and oft will leave the blessed a lack thereof.

“So this will be my blessing and my curse;

Men are much like an Angel with one wing.

So seek another with whom you’d fly to death,

and thus with them for better and for worse,

you’ll touch my heart and that will truly bring

a blessing from this Angel’s lonely breath.”

And as she spoke I felt a small, gentle wind that was like a breeze scented with spring flowers.

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