afterworld

"It hurts."

He wipes off the blood on her back tenderly.

"I know, but the pain will be gone soon. Try moving them."

She does as she's told and flexes the newly-sewn wings on her back. A loose feather falls to the ground and disintegrates into stardust. She tries to make them flap back and forth, and when they do, a huge smile breaks out on her face.

"Can I go to Heaven now?" she spins around to ask Him, but He is already gone, and so is the pain.