Writing Prompt: Angel and Eagle

Writing Prompt: Angel and Eagle

Evangaline looked down at the yard below the cloud she was on. The little puppy was running around playfully while her owner was sitting on the porch watching her. She knew how much the little girl loved that dog. She heard her telling her friend that it was the best gift she had ever been given. It made Evangaline’s heart sing to hear such praises of her gift. Not that the little girl knew that the gift was from her.

Soon, Evangaline would show herself to the little girl, but not now. Now was not the time. Soon the girl would face great tragedy and she would need Evangline. It would change her world forever. Evangaline wanted her to feel the happiness she felt now for as long as she possibly could. Her heart broke at what she knew was to come. 

An eagle flew up and perched on the cloud beside her. She looked over at the eagle. She knew exactly what it was and exactly why the bird was there. She refused to acknowledge the bird until he made contact with her first. Not because she was afraid of him, but because she wanted to annoy him just a little bit. He was always annoying her. It’s time for her to turn the tables on him for once. 

Dammit Eva. You know I’m here.  You could at least say hello.

Oh. I was daydreaming. I didn’t even see you come up Horace.


Whatever is the matter, Horace? Are you having issues with feeling ignored?

I don’t know what I expected from a damn angel. You all are just the same. You live to make all of us uncomfortable and cranky. 

Oh, you do compliment me so. What do I owe the honor of this wonderful visit, my dear?

I was just checking in. I know the time draws near. Have you made contact with Eliza yet?

No. Don’t you think she deserves a little more time in blessed innocence? 

Eva. No. She needs to know what she is and what she will become now. Before it’s all too late. She will lead the world to greatness. It has to be her.

Blah blah blah. Do you always have to be so repetitive. I can basically recite the entire thing verbatim at this point.

Why can’t you take anything seriously? Just for five minutes. Please. Why? 

I am taking it seriously. I watch over her every day. She’s safe. She’s happy. Isn’t that enough for now?

For now.

The time is coming. Soon. I’ll make contact with her when the time is right. I don’t plan on falling from the plan. This time.

Are you sure? 

Horace. Don’t be an ass. I get it. I messed up the first three or four times. But it turned out they weren’t the right ones anyway. So I did us all a favor in the end. Why can’t you just let it go?

Try having to keep records of every single event known to existence. Then tell me to let something go. These humans really could learn to read a history book now and then. It keeps repeating itself.

Then why don’t you go and force them to change?

Fat lot of good that would do. 


What? It’s true. The intelligence level of the human population dwindles drastically every day. You should see half of these idiots hooked to their devices all day long.

I think it’s great they have something to be happy about. Something that makes them feel connected to the world. 

Devices that connect them to the world, but disconnected at the same time. Isn’t it funny how that works? People would rather send texts than have actual conversations these days. 

You’re right, Horace. I know. That’s not our job to correct. Our job is only to make sure that the world doesn’t destroy itself. We can’t let Evil win. Not again.

At least YOU see the importance of not letting history repeat itself. You remember the time of ultimate destruction, do you? 

I do. My heart still breaks just thinking about it. 

As it should, Eva. As it should. Soon, great horror will be upon us. I hope that you and Eliza can work together to put a stop to it. 

Me too.

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