Six hundred years ago...
Vivid grey-green eyes and long golden hair cascaded to her waist. A white billowy dress that made her look like she was floating.
Julian never understood why she always watched him, why she was always there to keep him from hurting himself. He never understood why whenever he asked the grown-ups about her, they got mad.
He never understood why until his tutor talked to him about angels. Once he knew, he waited for her to come to him. He never quite understood why she looked like a child when the books depicted them as adults. He finally got the guts to ask her when he turned eight.
He knew she wouldn’t come close unless he was in danger so he decided to climb a tall tree that peered through his window.
He fell but she caught him. That was the time he was ab
