Oh, it's interesting that you came up with this because I had some fun the past days I spent with no internet too and your story actually encouraged me into putting my drafts together. I long lost my way for writing things so it's very poorly written but still entertaining, at least to myself.
Here goes the drafts:
I heard voices I could not understand... whispers, dispersed words. A withering embrace slowly started taking me over. They were whispers of angst, a melancholic call. What could this be? What meaning could this have? Questions I started to torture myself with. I needed those answers, the doubts started to devour me as time passed by.
I looked for wisdom, but it was nowhere to be found. The voices that once were whispers now screamed in disorder. Their pinch sounds - the sound of despair - started withering me, sapping my energy away. I needed to find the source of this... or accept the end.
I followed the sounds and they led me to a foreign land, a collapsing realm. Once a great sanctuary, now nothing but rubbles and memories of what once it was. At last, I had found the source of my inquietude. The souls of the former inhabitants contorted themselves and spiraled, an intense silver glow could be seen at the center of the spiral. An unknown energy kept them there and they... begged to be set free. But the ghostly light seemed to keep them captive. I needed to do something...
Preserve. It has ever since been decided that for the greater good the Heavens were not to intervene in the matters of mortals. But what would be of our duty if we neglected the innocent? For nothing an angel would serve if not to safe-keep the integrity of the humankind. Adan'ah Iith Captum. Our eternal duty reigns above all else.
I approached the spiral. The glow intensified as if it would have acknowledged my presence. K'nosh
. I channeled all that I had left of my energies on an ancient spell, forgotten by time itself. Ak'nar droth ifizis. Drunai epil nevara. Drovanoh. [Shatter the bounds. Set them free. Preserve.]
The spiral started to disperse, the once spiraling souls started flowing in my direction and surrounded me. I wanted to fly away, but I could not, something grasped me, a bound, a strange force. I started feeling hollow, my emotions started seeping away and what was left was cold and chaotic. Such feelings were unknown to me. My glowing light that once shinned bright blue turned gray, frightening.
"That which we suffered you shall live then times more!"
Yelled the sound of a thousand voices, resonating around me. I was broken. These were not the souls of innocents, no, they were tainted. An evil presence, a defiling entity, that I unaware set free. And now it took it's toll on me.
In my misery I found the answers that for so long I looked for, needless to say, they cut through me as a sharp blade - or the penetrating sound that echoed through me. The understanding of the mind of humans comes with an expensive price, as for that, I lost my wisdom. What once shinned bright now holds a deep dark glow, a dark silver light. The grasp started to wane away, as the realm itself sundered apart as the last tear ceased.
I flew away, back home, but things were not as they used to be anymore. I had a black mark on me, a mark that I would carry on forever. Humans can be more devious than Demons. Why is it so that they can choose between being good or evil? Angels cannot choose. Such an important choice cannot fall on the hands of those who are here for a while... and then gone forever. That's how things should be.
I know I may not last for much longer now.I feel weak and powerless. But I know that everything leads to the same end, and with or without me, all the roads lead to here. And that is wisdom.[/hide]
As for your story, it's indeed very well written and really grasps the reader's attention, that's really nice! As like everyone else, looking forward to see what happens next.