Everyone has an angel.
A guardian who watches over us.
We can't know what form they'll take.
One day, old man.
Next day, little girl.
But don't let appearances fool you.
They can be as fierce as any dragon.
Yet they're not here to fight our battles.
but to whisper from our heart.
reminding that it's us...
lt's every one of us who holds
the power over the worlds we create..
We can deny our angels exist..
convince ourselves they can't be real.
But they show up anyway.
At strange places.
And at strange times.
They can speak through any character
we can imagine.
They'll shout through demons
if they have to...
challenging us to fight.