Taralom summoned me quite urgently this afternoon, and there was a tone of accusation in his voice. I admit that I am somewhat to blame for Evan being in danger, having encouraged Miranda to bring him into the situation, but I think this could be a new opportunity. After all, he was not harmed, and he has led me to a new line of attack, as it were. There’s a short walk from the bus stop to the apartment, and…
I am due for patrol shortly—I will be flying with Ero’an tonight, which is a great honor. But I have some time to tell you what has been happening in the past few days. I spent much of today with Freya, who has a cold and has been feeling rather sorry for herself as a result. It was a quiet, restful day for both of us, her wrapped up in three blankets and my wings, consoling herself with tea, a…
As a Cupid, I would often advise my charges not to let their anger fester. As a Guardian, I have learned that righteous anger is a powerful weapon, and sometimes it is foolish to let it go too quickly. I was furious with Robert for coming after Miranda while Evan was with her. How could he threaten a child? Does he have no compassion at all? I was so angry that I spent the rest of my evening that day,…
Well, I knew that the reprieve could not last, but I hoped to give Miranda a few more days of peace. And I certainly did not expect the enemy to cross this line. This afternoon, Miranda picked up Evan from school and took him to get hot chocolate, just because. I was just passing by, really, checking in with them, when an aura I recognized kept me right where I was. Of all Mr. Hill’s employees, the one I have…
Miranda is doing well. She can’t quite account for the absence of watchers and subtle threats, but she is relieved. Meanwhile Taralom and I are beginning to enjoy terrorizing said watchers. Mr. Hill must be thinking that he is having a terrible run of luck where it concerns this particular woman. Freya is also doing well. I can’t help but wish I could talk to her about this problem. I’d wager that not only would she have some good ideas…
Sometimes an errant thought can carry inspiration. Perhaps that is the speaking of the Father through our own lips. I like to think so. My own words to Taralom have given me an idea, and I think that it may work well, at least to buy me some time to find a better solution. I told him that action is better than inaction, and so rather than being caught up in what I cannot do, I will do what I…
Orison called me to heaven to meet him this afternoon, and I arrived to find him standing with Estael, a Principality Guardian I have met in passing, and a putto who despite his youth towered over both of them, and over me. He was a narrow creature, with quick eyes and, as I learned, a sharp tongue. On my appearance, before I could even speak, he blinked and said, “You?” Estael sighed. “Taralom.” He ducked his head. “I am sorry,…
I visited Miranda again today—she and Evan have finished moving into their new apartment, which they actually like quite a lot. It’s small, and a bit shabby, but there’s enough space for the two of them. I think it is a relief to them to be out of the house and to have a fresh start together. Also, Miranda has received no more phone calls in the past few days. But this was only a temporary reprieve. This evening while…
Today I went to see Orison, for several reasons. Guardians must have more contact with their seniors than Cupids must—even those who have been tested and proven, which I have not just yet, must refer back to their direct supervisors to pass information and receive guidance. This way, Orison explained to me, our work is more effective across the Earth. I also wanted to speak to him about taking on Miranda as my charge, and to see how he fares…
The humans celebrate the beginning of a new year, and I celebrate the real beginning of my work as a Guardian. No more ceremony, no more interruptions—I can at last get to the business of protecting those who deserve protection. Freya is one of these, of course, and she was glad to “see” me when I returned to her today. I hope that I can continue to raise her spirits as the days go by. There’s little enough news with…