Angels - A (not even) one page story

Ulnarevern

Here it is, this one is an original, just for you, just began and finished now. The style is really different from The Reaper (yet the ending may be surprising). Sorry if it's weird I'm a bit tired.

The PDF link

The (very short) story:

They were flying high in the sky. Angels. They were exactly how we pictured them. These majestic birds appeared as mankind reached a new stage of its evolution: aponia and ataraxia. Epicure’s dream was fulfilled. Yet, humanity could still change. Scientists were convinced that the collective consciousness was the last stage. Attaining this state meant attaining complete immortality both as a part of a whole and as the whole.

Who knows what would happen next? What would come after the angels? Would we become what we always searched for?

Yet the angels were flying. They were alone in the clear sky. No one will ever be able to describe this beauty. Did we need it?

We watched them for hours. We came back every day to see them in the air, as free and beautiful as us. This life was perfect.

 

Suddenly, everything went black.

No more battery. No more angels.