Mortal Love (Continued)

By Robyn Taylor

He picks himself up and dusts himself off. They embrace and he feels as though this is where he belongs. As days go by, they spend time together and draw closer to one another. Eventually, the woman figures out why he is so different from the other humans. She discovers his secret. Although the woman had never dealt with a demon before, she had been taught how to defeat them in battle. The man had known the woman was glorious, but he never thought that she may be working for his previous master's enemy. The woman remained cautious and although the demon had abandoned his old ways, she only saw his past. She thought God was not paying attention to her anymore. How else would she be able to interact with a demon? The woman decided to take matters into her own hands. She would dispose of him. It was sad that he would have to go, but she couldn't let a demon dwell with mortals. Cursing God's name for abandoning her, she attacked the man. She went after him with everything she had, all the while he just took it. He didn't hit her back. He didn't get angry. He was paralyzed with sadness. Sadness and hurt. The pain he felt stinging on his skin was nothing compared to the pain he felt somewhere deep inside of him. The man had found what he was looking for, but now it was only bringing him hurt. The attacks kept coming until he lay, barely conscious, on the ground. The woman couldn't bear to finish him off. She knew she had done wrong by attacking him, but since God wasn't with her anymore, why would it matter? The only problem was that God was paying attention to her. He was there the whole time. The man knew it. When God saw what had happened to the man, He healed him. He provided for him. He lead him to a small town not too far away. There the man planned to start his life over. The man worked hard. He went to school. He helped out in the community. One day when he was out for an afternoon walk, he passed by an individual he had never seen before. She was carrying so much that it looked like she was about to collapse under the weight. He wasn't about to try to figure out how she managed to balance it all. As she shuffled along clumsily, he decided to give some assistance. "Ma'am, let me help you with some of that." She said "It's alright, I can handle.." He could only figure that she tripped over her own feet, for there was nothing on the ground in her path. Her belongings toppled down around her leaving all but her pride unscathed. He helped her to her feet. As she attempted to re stack everything, he reached over to pick up a few items. She was ashamed and hid her face from him, moving quicker than before. He kindly introduced himself. She replied with a muffled "Hi." She drew up enough courage to set the luggage down and face the kind stranger. "My name is Robyn."