The Guardian Angel

50 words.

Watching over his city as the sky grew dusk, completely unnoticed by tourists and locals alike for centuries, seeking no attention, seeking no praise, the guardian angel stretched his wings, relaxed his soul, and sighed in relief. If he could smile he would. His city would survive for another day.

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