I their feet in disbelief tested the materiality of the Beach, conscious of being there, for the first time and that was touching the sand, white and solid. Stone eroded by the wind thousands of years, for them, just for them.
Gabe turned to the ocean from which they had just identified and recognized lines of the Waves, whose singing had so often admired silent, embraced the astral body of Grace. The Undine was at his side, and shook his hand. She trembled, her hand was flesh and blood and tendons and muscles. He had close under the Golden Gate, had held her against his chest, vowing to never leave. Now it was close to his, in White Beach, where their footprints, at last, leave traces on the sand.
- Reality ... - Murmured the Archangel, looking around with a smile full of emotion.
- ... had dreams - Gracelyn concluded, shaking even stronger hand.
without another word walked towards the red sofa, which was waiting just off shore. Melville the seagull, just returned from a reconnaissance flight, waiting for them, and made their place, putting on the back. They sat down, without having their hands were allowed.
fabric - can not say what it was, although it seemed to touch the skin - was soft and fresh, as well as the air around them. Paradise found, or discovered for the first time. Where to stay forever.
- But are we really here? With our material bodies, I mean? - Grace asked, touching his hand with fingers Gabriel, in his close.
- Yes, we are right here - said the Archangel - at last we can feel the breeze that caresses, bringing the scent of the sea. And the sound of the waves, now covers the whispered words.
- Do you think there is a why?
- I do not know ... can not be a premium, because our task is not finished yet. Who knows what will happen now ... - Gabe said.
Gracelyn closed his eyes and sighed deeply - The Apocalypse answered.
- Yes, especially if we remain here ...
The Kraken and Leviathan were unleashed, the planet was on the verge of an epochal crisis, perhaps final, and they were sent to accomplish a mission.
Gabe stood up and stared at the ocean. He sighed in turn, then turned to the Undine, who had been lying on the sofa with his legs folded, his head resting on his arms, staring at him with an indefinable look.
- Michael gave me the key to the solution - said the Archangel - a paradox of science.
- Maybe our presence here is associated with this ... - Grace murmured, almost to herself.
Gabriel told with a few quick strokes what he and his brother had said Celeste, San Francisco, before flying close to free her from the grip of the rocks, three thousand feet below the sea surface.
- changing the order of factors does not change the result. And the result is already written, the monsters can not win. So ...
- I know! - Gracelyn exclaimed, shaking his hand - we need to exchange your opponents! You the Kraken, I Leviathan.
- Yeah, right I suggested that Michael ... - Gabe replied, smiling.
- Yes, but we keep him here. Will be our astral bodies to the size Earth e. ..
- ... and we will help you. From here. From the White Beach.
Melville screamed, which seemed to the two selected full of sardonic joy.
G racelyn Reverse watched the body of the monster in front of her. It was not difficult. He created a series of force fields that had imprisoned the bubble's energy leviathan, forcing them to implode, and this had exhausted the forces of the giant, which had slowly curled in on itself, becoming a dry mass of twisted and inert matter. It was not difficult, just a little 'sweat and a slight headache, a breath of fresh air was let go.
L a shining sword in the hand of Gabriel, painted bright red. The Kraken, with his one eye torn and bleeding, gasping at his feet, looking, with a final twist, to reverse the tide of the battle.
- You can not fight what you can not see - "murmured the Archangel - And you never saw the light, aberration hell!
mowing the air with the Blade Divine, slicing cleanly through the head of the monster, which rolled away, leaving behind a trail of liquid black.
Gabriel looked up to heaven, he opened his wings and flew away in a flash of white light.
C huck sat on the deck of the boat, his head heavy, but happy. Raphael and Michael, before flying away had explained what had happened, reassuring him about the fate of Gabe and Grace, and those of his city. Finally, the thoughts not shouting more in the brain. Finally all was calm and serene, and peaceful. In Sydney it was resumed the chaotic vitality of all time. He thought of his family, waiting for him, he could hear, from the corner of the mind. For them, as for the rest of the world, the time had come immediately before the disaster, erasing all traces of the devastation, even from memory. Chuck smiled, and prepared to go home.
C 'was something that Devereaux had never understood. It would never understand, but it certainly was important to understand the true nature of its enigmatic Director: why had not ever drink, and it never wore high-heeled shoes.
- Mysteries des femmes ... - muttered, shaking his head.
- T u knew! - Poseidon snapped, beating his fist on the floor of the terminal screen, and launching a loud laugh that filled the rooms and corridors of Atlantis, by vibrating the water where it swam lazily Sirens and Tritons.
- Yes, but it's like a movie that you liked especially - said the head - even if you know the ending, always keep a certain ... suspension of disbelief, to enjoy again and again, and again ...
Poseidon closed his eyes, staring at the face the other side of video - Tell me '- he said - when will the world?
- Ask too - Cape chuckled - demand for reserves?
- Who are we? Where we come from? Where are we going?
- A wish to September Tennis? No, better not ... I'm too old for this. Better than a cup of coffee.
- Yes, but only if you offer! - Said the Lord of Atlantis, rising from his chair.
- I think the minimum, after all the emotions that I did suffer seasoned to your heart!
M ichael fiddled with the buttons of his black leather jacket, a gift of Gabe, the maturity - and remained strangely silent.
- What do you have? - Asked Raphael - You look sad.
- It is sad ... - Assured him the young Archie - I'm thinking ...
Major Archangel came to his companion, and put a hand on his shoulder - and what do you think?
- love, Raphy, Love ... - Michael said, looking up. The sky was clear of clouds, and the early afternoon sun reflecting off the surface of the Bay. San Francisco was back to its usual frenzy, all traces of the destruction brought about by the Leviathan, disappeared, as had never taken place.
- Love, already ... - Raphael muttered, smiling - ... a strange thing, they say.
- Yeah, I heard too. And I see Gabriel as he lives ... I do not understand ... - The young man said, shaking his wings - How it works As we fall in love? You who have more experience, tell me ... have you ever been ...
Raphael interrupted him with a wave of his hand, then pointed to a spot about a hundred yards away - Look! - He said.
Just below the Golden Gate, illuminated by a ray of sun that made space in the middle of the shade structure metal shone a star-shaped shell.
- Bella ... - Michael said, with indifference.
- No - said Raphael - is magnificent.
Archangel Michael looked at the Major, then the shell. And I understood: it was true. She was not beautiful. It was a wonderful surprise. Designed for no apparent reason, with nothing to understand. Just wonderful. How to Love.
L and waves lapping the shoreline of the sand lazily. Gabe and Grace, embraced in silence on the sofa, exchanged glances with Love. Melville took off, leaving them alone, and how it was written, the sun sets, and for the first time was the night, accompanied by astral melodies sung by the Moon, with its chorus of stars, the white beach.
END
So It Must Be ...
Greetings Samanta
Happy Valentine
My love
Ti Amo
Your
Roberto
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