“Is this the end?” asked John. The fourth seal was undone, and a quarter of mankind lay dead.
“No,” said the angel. “It’s the middle. It’s what has been and is and what will be.”
The lamb removed the fifth dark seal, and the souls of heaven cried out, “Finish it.” But the angel sighed.
“You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
When the sixth seal was opened, the mountains fell. The sky dripped stars that poured like ash to earth and the moon bled red. The world shook in terror but, “Hush,” said the lamb, removing the seventh seal.
© Sheila Deeth, April 2009
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Blessings and best wishes - S.
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