Angel Dust

Just a story that I wrote because I wanted to be creative. No morals in the story, and no hidden meaning , and not even a good story either :)

Once upon a time, there was an angel hovering around in the dark space bumping into stars, laughing with the meteors and playing with the stardust floating peacefully around in the silent space.

She was happy with her life, or she did not even realize that she had a life or was a living creature. The question is, if she even existed? One day she bumped into another angel, and she did not quite know what “it” was at first. “It” was a strange thing, shining like a star, looking translucent, having this aura around “it” that made “it” glow and had you drawn to “it”. She did not know what to do when she bumped into the angel and for the first time she realized she was something. She could not hover around by herself anymore because she had become a definition, in the connection with this other angel.

The angels started floating around in space together and the more time they spent together, the less translucent they became. They also realized that it became harder for them to float and they started feeling heavier. One day they floated by the brightest star of them all, it was shining with different colors, and the colors made sounds that sounded like dolphins whispering love chants to each other. They decided to do something neither of them had done before; they decided to settle down on the star. The star became their home, although it was more like a living place as home was not a familiar word. On the star they were able to become more translucent again and started floating around on the star, exploring the new world they were in. Sometimes they did the discoveries on their own and sometimes with each other. They learned new truths about reality and started seeing that they were everything, that things change, but things are still the same.

The love they had for each other created cosmical explosions, that where phenomenon’s that had never been seen before. These cosmical explosions created energy that moved around them in different colors and they felt like light breezes around their feet. The light breeze followed them everywhere and grew stronger by every day, soon the breezes were not light breezes anymore, but strong hurricanes with their own will. The hurricanes were ready to leave the star, and so they did. The angels felt empty and alone when no breeze was around their feet anymore, but at the same time they were feeling sleepier than ever…

Soon the angels had fallen to sleep forever, on the light bed of the star. The star was increasingly glowing brighter and with the angles sleeping on it, it had become the leading star for many in distress….