Chapter 1: Fourteen
April 25th, 7534
There isn’t much to do anymore. My wings don’t come in until I’m fifteen. I wish I was fifteen. My sister is fifteen next month. Her name is Belladonna, but everyone calls her Bella. My name is Agnar. Everyone calls me Agnar. I wish I had a nickname.
May 16th, 7534
Bella got her wings today! Hers are yellow. I hope mine are yellow, too. Everyone’s wings are so cool, except Harv’s. Harv is older than Bella, but his wings are dark gray. Boring. At least Bella’s have color. I hope mine have color.
December 12th, 7534
I think the zilions are misunderstood. They look and act like blood thirsty monsters, but I don’t think that’s all they are. Am I wrong to think that? They’re fallen angels aren’t they? How are they any different than us? I haven’t told anyone this. They’d probably laugh at me. Most of them already bully me for whatever reasons. Bella and Harv protect me when they can. I wish they wouldn’t.
