His ears were ringing from some reason. All his eyes saw was blue and white, both blurry, as if he was sprinting past them. He remembered the glimpse of a cruel grin together along his own scream of pain…his back hurt a lot. That was when he realized: he was falling. Falling down to Earth and he couldn’t move his wings at all, not without feel an excruciating burning sensation. The angel closed his eyes, his body tensed and he prepared himself to the impact, which would leave quite the crater around him. His already hurt wings got crushed by his own weight, making him nail his fingers into the dirt, crying out in pain. He laid there, barely conscious, tears streaming down, now open golden eyes staring up at the sky and trying to understand why they had done this to him, for he couldn’t remember.