[Aradon Templar]: 240.Angels.Prologue

"Daddy? What's that up there?" The little girl's tiny fingers pointed toward the sky, a dark blue mass at this time of the night.
The father's eyes cast upward. Stars dotted the heavens, and the three moons had luminous glows, one blue, one white, the third a rust-red. "That's the sky up there," came the reply.
"What are those small dots, then? How do they stay up there?" He smiled at her curiosity.
"The dots are small cities. Did you know the angels lived there?"
"Angels?" her eyes shone with excitement. "How do they stay up there?"
"Just like you stand on the ground. It's not really upside down up there. There, they look at us and ask the same thing."
"Well, what are those big circles, then?"
"Those big cities are called moons. The red one is called Aria, the blue one Orin, and the white one Luna. That's where most of the angels live."
"Can we go visit the angels? I want to go to the blue one!" She giggled with glee at the idea, and the father found it infectuous.
"I'm afraid not," he laughed. "It's far away, and we don't know how to get there yet. But if we ever do, we'll visit them."
"If nobody can go there, how do we know that angels live there?" her once-happy expression was now filled with innocent puzzlement.
"We can't get there, but angels are special. A few of them can get here. Long ago, before even my grandfather was born, one visited us, and told us of their cities. He didn't want to make a disturbance, though, so he left again before word spread around."
"I want to see an angel too!"
Her father smiled, wondering how long it actually would be before technology was advanced enough to send them across the chasm of air. Not too long, reports said, but many these days knew better than to trust the public claims of technologists.