August was sitting on the roof. His sharp eyes watching the street below at the humans walking to wherever they were going. With a sigh, he stood up. His wings fully outstretched as he stepped off the roof.
No human would see him, he didn’t have to worry about that. All he had to do was get back to heaven. To make a new move of attack. He should’ve been there hours ago. But a nagging feeling forced him to stay long past due.
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