People want to think of heavenly things as only light. As if we are these delicate, frail-looking things, all pale skin, white and gold wings, bright and pure light, gentleness beyond understanding ethereal and utterly beautiful. That is all well and good but never forget.. Our light shines harshly, we are strong, intimidating, terrifying, ferocious and unyielding. Just and righteous in our actions. Unafraid of the dark, for it is every bit a part of us as is the light. We are warriors, messengers, caretakers, guardians.
Do not judge us as the same as humans. We do not experience emotion in the same way, we do not break in the same way, we do not feel pain in the same way, we do not love the same. For this one, everything is heightened to a degree that would break any creature lesser than the divine, yet I recover from setbacks at a breakneck speed. I am as old as time after all.
