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Gabriel de le Poer · 10-02-2011, 12:58 PM

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Others had followed Gabriel, though he had forgotten the need for words since that time. Eli had always spoken for him, Eli who had been gifted in ways that other men could not grasp. He had been captivated by the coyote and admired him long before they became allies, companions, and brothers. True power was in Eli’s words. If he had not heard the Voice long before, Gabriel might have convinced himself that Eli spoke as the Lord. Others had. Eli never once claimed this…but he had never denied it, either.

The boy claimed they were alike. Gabriel watched him with quiet intensity. He had seen others who had expected such things; one had died while under Inferni’s protection. Butterflies sought to make the boy a crusader. No expression crossed the dark face of the wolf, though his eyes burnt with the holy fire he carried within. “God does not speak to many,” he said flatly, knowing it was true. “There are others who are given the right to his voice; angels, like the one whose name I carry.” Had Ahren known that, when they were born? Sometimes Gabriel believed he did. “Lucifer, too, once was an angel. But he denied God, and so was damned. If your father carried his name, and his weakness, then I would imagine it lives within you too.” As he believed with all of the Soul line. Were he younger, and oh how he wished, they would all die.

“So you must be careful. Not all voices come from God, or His angels. Demons speak too; and they often come in shapes to trick men.” A pause. Was this boy truly meant to kill demons, or at least those he believed were such? Perhaps. It was not Gabriel’s place to say so.

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