[Strange. Iuliael had never thought that they could have been human before serving the Dove of God - they had done that for such a very long time, and the seraphim's fervor had blocked out reflection. Perhaps they had, though, and perhaps being isolated from divinity for a quarter of a century means the memories can return. Right now it's all vague and memories submerge when examined.
Anyway, they can't do that now. Jaeger! Jaeger wrote to them, like Iuliael's still someone worth a message! Like Iuliael could help! That this could be described as a form letter sent to nearly every angel doesn't occur to them, not in the rush to respond.
Iuliael remembers how to hold an implement properly and write beautifully, remembers the great formality of angel letters, but there is a disconnect between that and their ability to do either. The letters are well formed, therefore, but uneven, sometimes too close together and sometimes widely spaced. The lines drift up and down. The paper is creased, and the message is short and inelegant; not included is that they made several attempts and scratched out a lot of things before writing this final version.]
Let me tell you that seeing your words gives me great joy. I am not what I was but I will help you as I am able. If I am able. Only ask and I will come.
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Anyway, they can't do that now. Jaeger! Jaeger wrote to them, like Iuliael's still someone worth a message! Like Iuliael could help! That this could be described as a form letter sent to nearly every angel doesn't occur to them, not in the rush to respond.
Iuliael remembers how to hold an implement properly and write beautifully, remembers the great formality of angel letters, but there is a disconnect between that and their ability to do either. The letters are well formed, therefore, but uneven, sometimes too close together and sometimes widely spaced. The lines drift up and down. The paper is creased, and the message is short and inelegant; not included is that they made several attempts and scratched out a lot of things before writing this final version.]
Let me tell you that seeing your words gives me great joy. I am not what I was but I will help you as I am able. If I am able. Only ask and I will come.
Praise, Iuliael.