Banished

It was the second eternity I'd walked to the white porcilin podium that would determine who was to be banished from heaven, for no reason but for the pleasure of the elf god Thiaries. My thoughts were cluttered, my steps felt heavy. One eternity ago my best friend one of the many water elf, Haniya, had been banished. I was one of three canadates the last banishing ceremony, it had been Haniya, a girl name Clerisa, and me. 

I finally reached the porcilin podium and touched it, a sign of good will. I stood in the line with Maria and Feyara. Fear trickled in my stomach as I placed my rough green hands behind my back, feeling the silk matirial of my dress. I took a few short yet deep breaths to calm myself. I knew the rules, I knew he'd remove my wings if i was banished. It scared me. 

Time passed slowly, like the seconds had turned to hours. The the voice, loud, demanding, Thiaries.

"Ah, the canadites how wonderful." he slid his hand into the glass container that held our names. The time passed slowly still, it was like the nothingness from the moment we died to the ceremony of the angels. Finally he opened the page the name, was mine. 

I kept my eyes towards the wall, they pulled only a single wing from its place, and cut it off. A jolt of pain hit my like a tsunami wave. My howls of pain didn't regist​er in my mind. The clouds and light slowly faded to nothing. I was gone, banished.