HEAVEN BEND...

Redemption?

Have I not lost my ticket on that by now? They watch my every move and predicted my inane behaviour - there is nothing worse than the compelling hands of the dying to throw one off track. A very good distraction, even I had to admit I was distracted from my situation. Problem is, I don't get to click Refresh!

And now she has seen what I have not dared to admit to myself - I still care for the whispers of the dead, and she knows I am undecided.

EVERY MOMENT LASTS FOREVER

when all I'm left are memories of you ... she looks at me, mad, angry and confused. Humans tend to think there is a vile conspiracy among angels when disaster strikes - an orphan would certainly think that. So I tell her the truth - we don't get to choose who lives and who dies but yet our every move, our every decision is always judged.

And the judgement is loud and clear, the screams of the abyss rings in my ears now, day and night ... till I leave well alone what is not mine.