Cloud Lake: A Short Story
All Angels had wings, but none were as dark as Raven’s. She had shimmering, dark blue wings that ombred into black tips. Most of the other Angels had cream colored wings with a pink or teal tint to them, but none of them were dark.
Because of the peculiar color of her wings, most angels regarded her with some apprehension. There was no fear, but they were unsure of what to think of her. However, there were two angels that did not let their differences stop them from being friends with her. Their names were Nick, and Carrie.
Nick was an apprentice at the Smith’s Shoppe. A place where they melted gold, silver, bronze, and other metals to make jewelry, tables, chairs, silverware, and other finery for the Angels in Distira. He and Raven had been friends since the first day of lower school.
Many of the kids had made fun of Raven because of her wings, or at least tried to. She had a fighting spirit, but sometimes that wasn 't enough, and in those times Nick was the one who stood up for her. He was the biggest of all the kids, and they respected him because of that. He was honorable, and a true leader, which was expected because he was a Forge Angel.
Forge Angels had calm and steady temperaments that didn 't vary much. They were calm and reliable, but if they ever got angry it was a place that you definitely did not want to be. Forge Angels controlled heat, magma and fire included, and that meant that one could easily get burned if they offended a Forge Angel.
But this was…