I saw an angel once... a real one... many years ago. It appeared in a shimmering white light and had proper wings and everything. It was just as you'd imagine from descriptions of them, or as you may have seen from illustrations, and was watching over a mate of mine who was sat, asleep, in an armchair. It was a rather beautiful and touching scene.
The room was inhabited by several others, some awake and some sleeping. If any of those present witnessed our visitor none have ever said anything to me about it. Maybe they feared being ridiculed or maybe they didn't believe their eyes, maybe it was a vision for my eyes only. As it was, it took me a few years to mention it to my mate and he appeared to fully accept what I said I'd seen. He certainly didn't look at me as if I was stark raving mad and he didn't run screaming into the street, in fact he appeared more than a little pleased...
I admit, I wasn't exactly sober at the time of the event, nor was I free from narcotics - I'd been smoking opium that particular evening. Nevertheless, hallucination or not, I often think back to that moment and it gives me great comfort to think that something so wonderful is looking after him.
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