the Angels Sing

Just sneaking online to wish all of you who celebrate Christmas a wonderful celebration, and all of you who don't, a wonderful day.

Also, 'tis Christmas, and what better time to be thinking about beautiful (male) angels? So I've been photo hunting:


Angel by Nicolas DARQUÉ

(the rest are 'all rights reserved' so I'm linking instead of posting - they're worth clicking through to, though.)

Un Ange Blue

Dawn

bent angel

demons fall for an angels kiss

goth angel (not sure that this is the original, as I've seen this picture a bunch of places, but it is beautiful)

MythMag Angel

The Angel Waits - maybe my favourite of the lot - the light and shadow, the *intent* and the *patience* implied by the pose... isn't it beautiful?

Hard as iron

A short Christmas ghost story, written in response to a challenge at Just_Writing

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It was bitter cold this year. The snow that brought the city to a halt earlier in the week, which made the solstice celebrations glitter and shine in the darkness, has gone. The iron grey that was left had Col cold to the bone, and it wasn't surprising that everyone else who had a warm cosy place to be chose to be there instead. It left the Christmas woods deserted. Just him, and the drip of water slowly rolling together on a leaf, the sharp rustle as a bird took wing. Col thrust his hands deeper into his poachers pockets, and hunched his shoulders, trying to shield his heart from the cutting wind. ( Read more... )