herself up, she briefly wondered if it could be one of those solar powered fences. It wasn't.
Dropping down the other side, she crouched on the grass and rubbed her ankle. She'd been stung by something and now it was itching like hell. From that moment on she decided to stay away from any more fences. Two fences in two nights were enough for any girl. As she trotted along the grass towards the stones, her heart began to race in anticipation of why she was going there. Not only that; she was alone…in the dark. She suddenly wished she'd brought a friend or Charlie.
Inside the stone structure, she pulled her fleece down over her hips as she briefly wondered from which direction they would come. Feeling a chill in the air, as she pulled up the zipper, to her chin, the noise of it ripped through the silence. Her eyes darted around the perimeter, worried she’d woken the dead.
When she looked back, an Angel was standing right in front of her.
She screamed and fell backwards onto the grass. Her heart thumped in her chest so hard, the whole of Wiltshire must have heard. The Watcher looked down at her from his towering height and for a moment she pondered why she wasn’t entirely petrified of him. Yes , she was a little fearful, that was true, but in the scheme of things, there in the middle of nowhere, standing inside an ancient monument, alone with a man with wings, shouldn’t she be passing out…or at the very least, running for her life?
A movement to Mia’s left made her remove her gaze from the Angel and face the stones. Another Watcher stepped forward from one of the vertical columns and on his right, came another. As Mia’s head spun about, two more appeared until there were seven Angels, all of them once hidden within the stones, like chameleons. Mia pondered the notion of them being there the whole time she’d been waiting. That freaked her out. Or maybe…it didn’t. Maybe she felt strangely comforted by it. That was what it was like with them, she could never explain her feelings.
The lead Angel faced her while the other six stood beneath the lintels of the ancient stones, like royal guards inside the recesses of a fortress. Their wings were at half mast, alert but relaxed. “My name is Uriel,” he said.
“Hi,” she responded with a quivering voice. She put the flat of her hand against her chest. “My name is Mia.”
“We know who you are, Lakey.”
“Lakey? No… Hey, wait. How…?” Then she realised it didn’t matter. They’d picked up her on-line name. So what? It didn’t matter. Nothing really mattered while she was with them. “Where are you from? Heaven?” She found herself hoping he’d say yes.
He closed his eyes and opened them again. “In the beginning, but us…” he looked at his fellow Watchers. “We were born of the earth.”
Mia shook her head as if she was trying to organise his words in her muddled brain. “What? How is that possible? You can’t be.”
He didn’t respond…He simply smiled before he sat down on the grass in front of her.
The darkness Beyond the stone s made her feel like she was looking out of a window where blackness engulfed her safe haven. The moon filled the area inside the circle with a comforting warmth, leaving the night out there, dark and vast. Hardly a sound could be heard except for crickets and whispers and the odd break in the silence of something in the distance that was simply there. A truck went by on the A303 running alongside the site. Its headlights were on full beam, lighting the route ahead. When it passed, silence and darkness reigned once more.
The Watcher called Uriel spoke. "You are permitted to ask me questions, Lakey. What would you like to know about us?" His voice was low-toned and smooth, with a slightly foreign, continental slant to it.
Mia considered the prospect of having exclusive access to the Watchers. If Tom had been there, he’d be snapping away with his camera right now, but without him, or anyone else
Dropping down the other side, she crouched on the grass and rubbed her ankle. She'd been stung by something and now it was itching like hell. From that moment on she decided to stay away from any more fences. Two fences in two nights were enough for any girl. As she trotted along the grass towards the stones, her heart began to race in anticipation of why she was going there. Not only that; she was alone…in the dark. She suddenly wished she'd brought a friend or Charlie.
Inside the stone structure, she pulled her fleece down over her hips as she briefly wondered from which direction they would come. Feeling a chill in the air, as she pulled up the zipper, to her chin, the noise of it ripped through the silence. Her eyes darted around the perimeter, worried she’d woken the dead.
When she looked back, an Angel was standing right in front of her.
She screamed and fell backwards onto the grass. Her heart thumped in her chest so hard, the whole of Wiltshire must have heard. The Watcher looked down at her from his towering height and for a moment she pondered why she wasn’t entirely petrified of him. Yes , she was a little fearful, that was true, but in the scheme of things, there in the middle of nowhere, standing inside an ancient monument, alone with a man with wings, shouldn’t she be passing out…or at the very least, running for her life?
A movement to Mia’s left made her remove her gaze from the Angel and face the stones. Another Watcher stepped forward from one of the vertical columns and on his right, came another. As Mia’s head spun about, two more appeared until there were seven Angels, all of them once hidden within the stones, like chameleons. Mia pondered the notion of them being there the whole time she’d been waiting. That freaked her out. Or maybe…it didn’t. Maybe she felt strangely comforted by it. That was what it was like with them, she could never explain her feelings.
The lead Angel faced her while the other six stood beneath the lintels of the ancient stones, like royal guards inside the recesses of a fortress. Their wings were at half mast, alert but relaxed. “My name is Uriel,” he said.
“Hi,” she responded with a quivering voice. She put the flat of her hand against her chest. “My name is Mia.”
“We know who you are, Lakey.”
“Lakey? No… Hey, wait. How…?” Then she realised it didn’t matter. They’d picked up her on-line name. So what? It didn’t matter. Nothing really mattered while she was with them. “Where are you from? Heaven?” She found herself hoping he’d say yes.
He closed his eyes and opened them again. “In the beginning, but us…” he looked at his fellow Watchers. “We were born of the earth.”
Mia shook her head as if she was trying to organise his words in her muddled brain. “What? How is that possible? You can’t be.”
He didn’t respond…He simply smiled before he sat down on the grass in front of her.
The darkness Beyond the stone s made her feel like she was looking out of a window where blackness engulfed her safe haven. The moon filled the area inside the circle with a comforting warmth, leaving the night out there, dark and vast. Hardly a sound could be heard except for crickets and whispers and the odd break in the silence of something in the distance that was simply there. A truck went by on the A303 running alongside the site. Its headlights were on full beam, lighting the route ahead. When it passed, silence and darkness reigned once more.
The Watcher called Uriel spoke. "You are permitted to ask me questions, Lakey. What would you like to know about us?" His voice was low-toned and smooth, with a slightly foreign, continental slant to it.
Mia considered the prospect of having exclusive access to the Watchers. If Tom had been there, he’d be snapping away with his camera right now, but without him, or anyone else
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