Angelic Chronicles

“Hmm, is that really that place? I am, as these mortals usually say, boggling,” asked the Imp, continuing to look through a hardly noticeable door opening.

“Commander, you, I do hope, clearly understand that you have been summoned here not by chance?” with these words the timeless leader of the Brotherhood looked over his

“Well, come in, come in, take a seat.

Immense hourglass of a silvery color, which were smoothly soaring in the center of a hall, were slowly passing tiny grains of sand through themselves, gradually rotatin

“You call us Angels, but you laugh loudly at our backs when we speak to you of the flight.

Kirill was pursued by some ill fate. Or maybe a healthy and kind one.

“Ave! Did you check yesterday thought-mail?

It was surprisingly quiet today in the Hall of Destinies.

In this most significant for him day Artem Sergeyevich was, as they say, out of sorts.

By a road, made of black stone blocks, along with the anthem, coming from a loudhailer of the accompanying armored personnel carrier, accurately measuring out the pace,