Disclaimer: this story has no relation to any religious concept, sect or rites, it's fully fantasy and argues nothing about divinity, or real scripts of real holy books. Enjoy it how it is, pure fantasy, different realm and symbolism.
Innocence is a blessing, and so is a curse; bringing pure little souls even the ones that were born as an evil seed the fears beyond exploitation, of a soul that long lingered in the dark.
“Sidra” and “Aba” were both playing in the yard of an orphanage, where different ethnicities and entities inhabit and vary of different ages, the latter is 8 years old, believed to be mixed of a human artisan and a demon, talented and yet not fully discovered by those around her, and Sidra is an angel, a fallen one, who sinned and degraded from a divine path to a corrupt path, paved by dark spirits who fear her strength and wisdom.
She was born of light, curing the scars of the hurt ones, guiding the lost souls, and facing the eternal darkness that put others in pain constantly, they thrive over one’s suffer. Them, dark souls thought they could take her down, pollute her purity and suck her innocence, Sidra, despite the sin she committed, the temptation she was blinded with, she still holds herself accountable, and not just the demons, she subjugated to love, and loving a gifted human being was her one and only sin she couldn’t resist…
***Chapter one: Temptation***
