The Chronicles of Michael (pt.4)

Confession of a Fallen one

"Don't Jump... Don't jump... " Shouted a voice from behind him.
"I'll push you!" roared the voice just before he felt a hand to his back. His foot slipped and the rocks beneath his feet crumbled. He fell, faster and faster, down into the great chasm. Once again pulled down into the great darkness... (I have to be honest... you probably know this, but)
He knew that voice... But that was a long time ago. He knew what the voice wanted, all it wanted was revenge... revenge agaisnt him, revenge for something he didn't even do.
(i'll just say it anyway)
"No, Not like this... Not like this." He whispered to himself, He curled into a ball and then stretched himself. Out came a pair of wings from his back, then he focused, "I won't fall again. I won't..." (How can something so wrong, feel so right?)
He flapped his wings , fast and furious he rose out of the chasm. There was the source of the voice, on one side of the chasm. Then he looked to the other side... What great genuine beauty lay before him. What he had longed for, the past eternity, and this one...
"An eye for an eye, makes the whole world blind." He thought to himself. "Forget it... Your not worth my time anymore." (I think i have feelings for you, yes you, the girl)
He looked one final time upon the being that pushed him and he muttered "So long..."
Then he flew, to that beauty which words could not describe and eyes could not be set upon.
And his soul no longer burned, for beauty had calmed the beast... (named Genuine and Sincere)