Mechanical Angel

Lonely he was, a man. He didn't’t have anyone to share his love with. No one came to visit him, none even liked him. So in his little workshop, he made himself many dolls and mannequins to soothe his lonely heart, but there was a problem. They were not alive. They had no speech, no heart. The lonely man realized his fate was to remain alone. Then one day he decided to make himself his own living doll. 1

“No.” he said to himself. “She will be an angel. The most beautiful angel the world has ever seen.” So he began to work gathering his ingredients, the body of the most beautiful girl he could find, and the wings of an eagle. However the wings had to be bigger for her to fly. He had to think about the wings later. His heart became anxious he worked night and day without sleep on his precious angel. The one who would cure the loneliness in his heart. The more he worked on his angel the more and more she became beautiful. On the sixth week his creation, his precious angel was almost finished. But he could not find anything to become the wings. He almost drove himself into a rage, when he noticed some makeshift metal laying around in a wing pattern. And so he made his precious angel her wings. He read a spell from a book that he had secretly locked away in his house, and made the angel come to life. Her silver eyes opened radiant in the light, her soft and frail body moving slowly as she arose. Her wings made clicking and whirring noises as she moved them. 2

“Why have I been brought to life?” she asked, she stared around the maker’s room feeling uncomfortable and scared. 3

“To be here with me.” the maker replied. 4

“Then I shall. If one been brought to serve, one has been bounded by the master to serve.” 5

“You are not a servant here. You are my mechanical angel….” 6