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And how do you two know each other, Matthias? I thought Gideon had really few buddies, I kidded.

He has close friends all more than the cosmos, Matthias replied.

He and I have had very some adventures together. We go way back. Its a long matthias clamer story.

Gideon laughed and announced in a matter-of-truth manner, as if he were telling me about the weather, Matthias is what youd call an angel, John. Hes o...

Just a small of this and some of that, he replied with a teasing smile.

And how do you two know each and every other, Matthias? I thought Gideon had very couple of close friends, I kidded.

He has close friends all over the cosmos, Matthias replied.

He and I have had really some adventures together. We go way back. Its a lengthy story.

Gideon laughed and announced in a matter-of-truth manner, as if he were telling me about the weather, Matthias is what youd call an angel, John. Hes on a short visit right here . . . .

An angel? Youre an angel, Matthias? I asked in disbelief.

Oh yes, he stated, Ive constantly been an angel. Im sure youve met other people like us. Its wonderful when assignments bring me this way. I dont get to see Gideon and Marla too often.

You know Marla, too?

Who doesnt? he replied.

But you arent dressed like an angel, I said.

They call him, stated Gideon, the Angel with the Golden Wings. Show him your golden wings, Matthias.

I knew they were enjoying seeing me so confused. As I watched, Matthias pulled up his left sleeve to reveal a bracelet. On the bracelet was a charm a pair of tiny gold wings, the type you might uncover at any great jewelry shop. These are my golden wings, John, a left-over from the old days when absolutely everyone expected us to have huge feathery wings that flapped as we flew. It was fairly fine art photography a dumb idea simply because the stupid factors would go unstable at high speed and,had it not been for our celestial flight mechanisms, youd literally have noticed numerous falling angels. But russ harrington what can I say? The individuals expected us to have wings, so wings we had. Now I carry my wings on this bracelet as a reminder that if the Chief wanted me to have birds wings, He would have made me a bird.

He implies each word of it John, said Gideon.

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