When the sky sets on the land, sometimes it comes rather slowly. Sometimes it fleets from us. When taken in, it feels as though it lasts a long time but, a mere turn from the sight, a mere glance off somewhere else, such a sight is instantly missed. A sight ever so fleeting if turned away from. One such Nation had the sky set on his land. He had watched a lot of things unfold and take place under his now setting sky. People passing away. The fires of war. Past hardships. Past conflicts. The sting of loss. The overwhelming feeling of gaining something important. The taste of victory. Protecting loved ones. Caring for friends. Even witnessing such sights as the light of the sun appearing over a ravaged battle field as if to say "It is over now. Rest." He beheld many things. These things were now setting along with his sky. Antonio held up his arms at the setting sky, taking in the last of it's warm giving rays of light, as though he would never feel such a thing again. Closing his eyes, a small smile formed on his features. Taking in what little light was left. He had made peace with loneliness. Made peace with where he was at. Accepting where his setting sky would soon take him. Finally able to set his দেবদূত free. Then at that mere instant, something amazing happened. Antonio heard the flapping of wings from behind him. Not just the flapping of a single pair of wings. No, this was আরো than that. This sound was like the flapping of hundreds of wings. Before he even knew what to say অথবা think, a hundred doves flew past him, carrying in their beaks, red roses. Dropping them all around him as they flew off into the setting sky. A laugh and tears of happiness escaped from Antonio as he was surrounded দ্বারা of white doves and red roses. A beautiful and breath taking sight. One that Antonio will never forget. His দেবদূত had been set free. With his দেবদূত the doves flew...
With Your দেবদূত We Will Fly
