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Black Angel – A Friend

Posted in Black Angel, Blog, Writing with tags on January 4, 2017 by darkjade68


Black Angel

by DarkJade

Episode I

Episode II

Episode III

“With Hair, And Light, Like I’ve Never Seen…

Her Smile Penetrates…

Her Heart So Free

How Can Life Be So Cruel…

Only To Set One To Confusion





Angelice, an eight year old girl with curly blond hair, and soft blue eyes, brushes a small comb through a dolls hair.

She smiles as she coughs just a bit.

A nurse in the room checks her vitals.

“Just 20 more minutes Angelice… Then straight to sleep,” speaks the nurse with a slight melancholy smile.

“Twenty minutes…” replies Angelice gaily without looking at the nurse.

Meanwhile standing in the room, unseen by Angelice, is a striking man with glorious white wings, and shoulder length brown hair.

He stares at her, almost smiling.

Suddenly Jacob enters through the outside wall, fading whilst passing through it, then appearing beside the other angel.

His black wings set starkly next to the others white.

“Not long now,” speaks Brim, the white winged angel.

“Yes,” replies Jacob.

“I’m surprised to see you here Jacob,” speaks Brim as he looks over fondly at him.

“I was drawn here,” replies Jacob.

“Farewell Jacob,” speaks Brim as he fades and passes out of the building.

Suddenly a golden glow passes over Jacob and his wings fade away.

The girl looks up, “Hello,” she speaks.

“Hello Angelice,” he replies as he takes the chair beside her bed.

“Have you come to take me away?” she questions going back to combing her doll.

“No… That’s not my job,” Jacob replies.

She puts her doll under her blanket and looks at Jacob.

“Than why are you here?”

He stares at her his eyes glowing blue faintly, enamored by the girl.

“So you know I’m an Angel…” he states.

“Oh yes… I’ve had another visiting my room for several days now,” she replies.

“You could see him?” questions Jacob.

“No… Not exactly,” she replied.

“I understand,” replies Jacob.

“I need a few friends, as I live here on Earth now… And I thought you’d be a good choice,” explains Jacob.

Suddenly the girl looks a bit sad, “Well… I won’t be here long.”

“Yes I know,” replies Jacob.

The girl ponders for a minute, “Ok, I’ll be your friend.”

Jacob smiles, “Thank you Angelice.”


Ella Strom convinces someone at the apartment building to let her into the newest tenants, Jacob’s, room.

She looks through the apartment, but there is no furniture other than one chair in the middle of the living room.

She’s perplexed.

“Can I help you?” suddenly comes a voice from the doorway…

…it’s Jacob.

“Oh, I,” Ella stumbles for words.

“It’s ok,” replies Jacob.

“Where’s your furniture?” she questions.

“I haven’t chosen any yet…” he replies.

“I see…” she replies.

“But you have a question?” Jacob says.

“Oh… Ha… Well… A young man came to us and said that someone here rescued him from falling from the roof…” she explains.

“Yes… That was me,” he replies.

“Oh… Ok… Wow… Great,” she replies.

“Would you like to grab some dinner Ella?” suddenly questions Jacob.


They both eat burgers and fries.

Ella has a diet soda, and Jacob has a chocolate milk shake.

“So good,” exclaims Jacob as he takes a large spoon full of the thick shake.

“Yes they are,” she replies.

“May I ask what happened?” she questions.

“Mark T, the young man, leaped from the abandoned building next to mine… I was on the rooftop, saw that he wasn’t going to make it, and grabbed his arm, bringing him to the roof,” he explains.

“Wow… Yeah… So you’re a hero?” she asks.

Jacob just stares at her, but doesn’t reply.

“And… Yer humble… Ok, well, I appreciate your time Mr.?”

“Just Jacob,” he replies.

“Ok, thank you,” she starts to pay, but he places his hand on hers sending an immense amount of peace through her heart.

She gasps.

“I’ve got it,” he says.



Jacob sits in Angelice’s room, which is now empty, the bed made.

Tears run down his cheek.


Black Angel

Posted in Black Angel, Blog Series, Story, Writing with tags on January 2, 2017 by darkjade68


Black Angel

by DarkJade

“It Wasn’t Going To Be Easy… Obviously, I Wouldn’t Fit In… And Though The World Was Busy, And Vast… There’s No Doubt In My Mind That I’d Feel Alone

I Wasn’t Given Any Orders… Because This Wasn’t, And Isn’t, A Mission


The Fact Is I Didn’t Belong There… And I Don’t Belong Here

The First Order Of Business Was/Is To Find A Home…

Not A Easy Task…

But For Now I Began My Journey In A Small Apartment In New York City

City Of Lights

There Are A Lot Of Books I Can Read To Keep Myself Busy For A While…

Lots Of Movies, And Dare I Say T.V.

But Soon Enough I Will Find Myself Lonely

Three Friends…

That’s What I’ve Allowed Myself At Any Given Time

But Keeping My Secret May Prove Difficult

But No One Says I Have To…

In Fact, No One Says Anything At All…”


4:12 AM

Two young men make there way quickly down an alleyway.

Billy, a Caucasian young man, twenty years in age…

…and his friend Mark, or Mark T, an African American, twenty two years of age.

“Come on man, did you see it?” Mark spoke with urgency to his friend as they quickly made there way down a dark alleyway.

“I saw… Something,” timidly replied Billy.

Mark T suddenly stopped, and brought down a fire escape.


It struck the ground very loudly, then Mark T started to climb.

“Ah, come on man…” spoke Billy as he followed his friend.

“It hit the roof of that next building, I’m sure of it,” replied Mark T as he gasped, running out of breath.

The two reached the top of the abandoned building, only to see a faint yellow grey light emanating from the apartment building next to the building they were on.

“Can you see that man!” exclaimed Mark T.

“It’s going to be light soon T, I can’t afford anything else on my record,” spoke Billy in angst.

Mark T walked to the edge of the building, and tried to gauge how far the two rooftops were apart.

Billy looked at him like he was crazy, “No way man, I’m not jumping that.”

“It’s maybe 15, 20 feet,” spoke Mart T, not really paying attention to Billy.

“Try 25… I’m leaving man,” suddenly spoke Billy, and he turned and headed back to the fire escape.

“Do what you gotta do Billy!” spoke Mark T as he stepped many paces back, then ran towards the end, and leaped.

Just as Mark T neared the edge of the other rooftop, trying frantically to grab onto the edge, a hand glowing a light golden yellow grabbed his arm, and he blacked out.


Dark Angel

Posted in Poem, Poetry, Writing with tags , , , , on December 5, 2015 by darkjade68


Dark Angel

The Being Sits Alone At The Bar With His Thoughts

Black Clothing, Hair, Eyes

When The Bar Closes He Asks For Another…

You See Sir, I’m Having A Hard Time

The Bartender Seeing His Need, Nods And Pours Him A Drink

I Can’t Say I’ve Spoke To Your Kind

Not Sure I’ll Be Much Help In This Time Of Need

The Dark Eyed Man Gazes Directly At The Television

The World’s Dance Of Fear

Then Back At The Bartender And Says

I Hold Your Life Both Precise And Dear

The Bartender Laughs, As He Shuts Down His Register…

Closing Time Is Near

Don’t Waste Your Time Demi One

We’ve More Than Had Our Chance To Be Revered

You’ve Only Just Begun Says The Dark Clothed Man

As The Sun Outside Starts To Appear

With This He Finished His Drink…


And Spreads His Great Black Wings Wide

At Least You’ve Got Life…

I’ve So Much To Do

An Eternity To Make Things Right

With This The Roof Parts

Without Breaking Wood…

And The Angel He Starts To Rise

Come Back Any Time Friend The Bartender Speaks

Your Humanity Is A Breath Of Fresh Air

It Gets Hard Down Here For Us Humans

Death Isn’t All That Near

Be Calm And Follow Your Truth The Angel Speaks

As He’s Swallowed Up In Light

The Love In Your Heart Is All You Need

To Navigate Through This Life