Copyright © July
by P. R. Lowe
They stepped from a slit in the very fabric of the air. They were so beautiful – indescribable beauty to look upon. Is this – – – are these what the ancients described as angels? The light of them! Unlike any other I’ve ever encountered – it penetrated every one of my senses and flooded me with extraordinary joy – beyond any physical orgasm or release. And it held me there, resonating in a place, incomprehensible to my mind – – – but my heart recognized it – – -knew it! They were family.