~001 - Faith~

You walked along the soft cloud in your bare feet. You were wandering around Purgatory all on your own. For those who do not know, purgatory was a place you were sent to after you die. It neither heaven nor hell and lies in a spiritual plane between the two. Despite being the keeper of this empty, desolate plane, you still didn't entirely grasp the reason some were sent here. You just presumed that the person had too much sin for heaven and not enough for hell.

You sighed as a gust of wind blew. You've been here for centuries and have yet to see a soul. Needless to say, you felt lonely. Or at least, you thought you did. Does one feel lonely when it's been years since they were with someone?

Your gripped the bottom of your white dress. You were dressed somewhat heavenly. I mean, you could pass as an angel easily. You wore a plain white halter-neck dress that came to just above your knees. It was sleeveless but weather isn't a regular occurrence here. You walked bare footed; not because you didn't have shoes but because you liked the feeling off the fluffy cloud between your toes. You also had a golden halo floating above your [h/c] head.

Let's stray back to the weather for a moment. Now, of course, since you're walking on cloud it would be hard to believe that weather could even exist at all but, there was cloud above you too. You couldn't remember but you think the cloud was the same level at was on Earth. You noticed when you were first sent here, the weather seemed to be in tune with your emotions. When you were sad, the light, that you noticed seem to filter down from the clouds above, seemed to dim into twilight perhaps? And the cloud above you darkened into a grey. When you cried, the clouds changed to black and rain began to fall. You weren't aware of what other weather conditions you could summon as you'd only experienced these so far.

At the moment, it was calm and light filtered through the fluffy white clouds above. You were calm, therefore the weather was calm and peaceful. You wondered what it would be like if you were actually happy......

You sighed, causing yet another gust of wind. You stopped walking for a moment and looked at the gateway into purgatory. It wasn't a huge golden gateway like you imagined heaven's was. It was just a large wooden gate painted white. Nothing special for this non-special plane. How you longed for someone to walk through that gate. Anyone at all. Even if you didn't get along, someone to talk to would be nice.

You let out yet another sigh and headed to the large building just to the left of the gate. This is where the souls who were sent here were supposed to reside. Only you lived in the large, empty building at the moment. So lonely.....

You looked up to the clouds above. He must've made this plane for a reason. Why make something that only you, the guardian, inhabited? Someone will come eventually. A soft smile spread across your features. You just had to have faith.