鈥淓veryone has an angel. A guardian who watches over us. We can鈥檛 know what form they鈥檒l take. One day, old man. Next Day, little girl. But don鈥檛 let appearances fool you. They can be as fierce as any dragon. Yet they鈥檙e not here to fight our battles. But to whisper from our heart, reminding that it鈥檚 us. It鈥檚 everyone of us who holds the power over the worlds we create.
We can deny our angels exist, convince ourselves they can鈥檛 be real. But they show up anyway, at strange places and at strange times. They can speak through any character we can imagine. They鈥檒l shout through demons if they have to, daring us, challenging us to fight鈥︹��
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