The Wolf.

Fire fell from the skies, burning the souls that had before been all but lost. The seas boiled over, spilling over the beaches and harbour towns, roasting the folk who ran. Screams rang out into the night sky, as the great powers above looked down upon the destruction. The Angels had revolted, and imprisoned God in a cage. But still there had to be something, just something... A way to save them all.

And so, as she wept a final tear, God spoke a single word: "Sleep."

Around the Angels, Heaven erupted, tearing the universe and all its children to pieces. Down below, Lucifer cried, his eyes full. The Angels crumbled, like falling rocks in avalanches.

And God, in all her beauty, before destroying herself, cracked a smile.

And though they were destroyed, they were saved.

Copyright 2007 Paul Tinhead.