Free Guardian Angel by David Trebus Page A

soft smile and wave as he rushed past. He looked at her briefly, the sorrow in his eyes shining through, but then walked away rapidly, opening his wings to return to Earth. Jasmine had sung for him in the sunlight corridors outside the choir chambers, praying for a positive outcome.
    Afterwards, Jasmine walked the white corridors staring up at the blazing sun. Its light reflected off the gold and bronze archways that overhung the walkways of the angels' sanctum. Beams of light bounced off the pillars and arches casting golden echoes of the sun’s glory all around, creating a haze of light. It all soothed Jasmine’s mind as she strolled along.
    She eventually came to the Metatron’s chambers again, where only a day previously she had stood hearing her orders for the future. He wasn't there, most likely conversing on a higher level. But outside a small scroll, floated in the air on a pair of comically small wings. As she approached, it fluttered towards her and landed in her hands. The message was meant for her and its sender had known she would pass by this route.
    Metatron had always said, “There is no coincidence, only certainty in action”. The message would be another of his ways of proving that fact. That he had known she would walk past this point, just as a human knows the sun will rise the next day. She sighed and smiled at the small scroll, as its wings settled and folded in on themselves. She opened it tentatively and began reading.
     
    “Dear Jasmine
     
    I hope you and your charge are well. I know your situation is difficult, but I have faith in your ability and you will adapt and change.
    Everything happens for a reason. Michael will soon ask to help in the wider world. Do not discourage him, merely stand by him and keep him safe, for the darker forces seek to influence him.
      In addition, keep an eye on Jazen. His charge is close to your own which will allow you to mind your friend and watch him for signs of the fall. He is a passionate angel and it would sadden us all to lose him. Do not let him directly contact her anymore; he has been warned. Also, keep in mind the lesson that Jazen represents to us all.
    Remember Jasmine “There is no coincidence, only certainty in action”. These events occurred due to the actions of others, on high and the pit and the universe at large. You will always have the power to influence the world around you.
     
    I have faith in you
     
    Metatron.”
     
     
    The scroll shut and fluttered off, its contents erased now it had been read. Jasmine felt a little flustered after reading it. She had felt hot, her cheeks turning red from the line about the lesson Jazen represented. Jasmine shut her eyes and took a deep breath her emotional suppression kicking in to relieve her troubles. She opened them again and felt better, the worry now pushed to the back of her mind for contemplation on a calmer level.
    After reading the scroll, Jasmine decided to return to earth. She had spent more than enough time away from her charge. It was part of a Guardian’s make up to miss their charges, but this was something more. Again, she ignored her feelings, remembering the scrolls words. She opened up her wings and returned through the circle of light, manifesting herself back onto the mortal plane to find Michael sitting by his computer looking up at her in wonder as she emerged.
     
     
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    “And…any news?” Michael asked again as Jasmine stared at him for a long moment. She shook her head slightly, as if a cobweb had been caught on her face, before smiling. She seemed a little ditzy and absent for an angel.
    “ No nothing new really. My friend is ok. As for our situation no change, or new information,” Michael got the impression Jasmine was not saying everything.
    “ Oh...well, that’s good I guess. They say no news is good news.”
      Jasmine flexed her wings, letting the feathers unfold like a bird preparing for flight, before gently tucking them back. It reminded