Savior

I turned us both to stone in order to keep her soul from being destroyed by the one who hated her the most; her own father.

We were in love, an angel and a human being. We were years apart, many years… and no one supported our relationship. Then, we had a child, a Nephilim, an abomination, everyone surrounding us said.

Her father made her get an abortion, but she was still in love with me, and I still wanted her. Nothing changed.

They were about to hunt us down, both the archangels from above and her family. The archangels wanted to kill her and then let her be reborn, while her family wanted to destroy me and imprison her until she could handle the truth of me being dead.

It seemed like there was no way out and when her father pulled the trigger, I tried to save her, but my strength wasn’t enough.

Now we are nothing but stone, but she’s in my arms and I can still feel her love as people watch the statue we have become in the museum.