The Battle
There was a great.battle in the world between good and evil, holding an eternal balance between angels and demons.
This was played out everyday amongst us as we lived our ordinary lives.
Working, loving, hating, fighting, and existing.
The world was a chess board of other worldly beings with play and counter play every single day.
So, you had to choose a side because it was more dangerous to be caught in the middle.
The side of angels or demons? and if you chose a side would you count amongst their ranks? Terrible and powerful angelic force perhaps to wield some flaming sword?.
Ah that was not for the likes of you, at least not yet, as you lived your life here in Purgatory.
So the light always seemed wrong and it was in this plane you were born, with no other world known, it was generational.
So you wait, for a sign, for anything, and the world turns-everyday, and the battle goes on never ending.