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The five lanterns gently rode the hot Nevada breeze through the city. They glided over Casinos and Hotels, over the drunks stumbling around in the streets, over the flashing neon lights that decorated the massive city.

They flew higher, and higher, until they were above even the tallest of the buildings. They softly floated through the air, and one by one, they began to burn out.

The first to fall was the one with the bomb on it, the others following shortly behind it. As they slowly descended into the city below, a small child, no older than 5, wandered through the darkened alleyways, calling for his mother and father whom he had gotten separated from.

He was soon in the darkest part of the alleyways were the unsavory sort of people frequently gathered. He slowly and cautiously creeped around, recalling what his father had told him about the alleyways. He always said that bad people lived in them, that they would hurt him if they could, and to always stay away from them.

As soon as he had lost all hope of seeing his parents again, he collapsed in the alleyway. He hugged his knees and forced back tears as he shuddered with fear.

Then, he looked up and saw a cluster of five lights floating slowly through the sky. They stood out from the other lights of the city, which were cold and intense. These lights however had a warm, loving glow. They were so simple compared to the other lights, yet twice as beautiful as them.

The small child stood up; all previous fear left him, as he followed the strange lights through the alleys. They slowly guided him through the alleyways; like a beacon guiding a ship through a horrible storm. The child though of the angels his mom told him stories about, and how they would help people when they were in trouble. She always told the best stories at bedtime. He would lay in his warm bed, with only a small lamp dimly lighting the room. His mother would lay down next to him, and he would curl up against her as she read him tales of great adventure, journeys to uncharted lands, and knights rescuing fair princesses from evil dragons. But his favorite stories were of the angels. They comforted him, and made him feel safe.

He walked through the alleyways, keeping the lanterns in his sight constantly as they led him through the scary place. Soon he was on a busy sidewalk, surrounded by strange faces, but he still followed the lanterns. They led him through the crowd, towards a small, dirty apartment complex where two figures were hugging each other, talking to a policeman.

One was a woman; she had long blonde hair which fell against her small frame. Her eyes were a deep brown and filled with tears. She was surrounded by a warm and caring aura.

The other was a man; he was a giant compared to the woman and the policeman. His presence was both intimidating and wise. His hair and small moustache were a bright brown, and his eyes were a sharp, steely grey.

The lanterns floated over their heads, and led the small boy right to them. The two people stared at him in shock for a second, then they began hugging and kissing him. They picked him up and held him in between them in a group hug. The child instantly recognized them as his parents, and was comforted by their warm embrace.

The policeman smiled warmly, tipped his hat and drove off as they stood in the doorway of the apartment. The mother asked how he found them.

"The angels helped me." He pointed to the lanterns which were dimming rapidly. When the parents turned around to see, they had completely disappeared into the night sky.

Description
The five lanterns gently rode the hot Nevada breeze through the city. They glided over Casinos and Hotels, over the drunks stumbling around in the streets, over the flashing neon lights that decorated the massive city.

They flew higher, and higher, until they were above even the tallest of the buildings. They softly floated through the air, and one by one, they began to burn out.

The first to fall was the one with the bomb on it, the others following shortly behind it. As they slowly descended into the city below, a small child, no older than 5, wandered through the darkened alleyways, calling for his mother and father whom he had gotten separated from.

He was soon in the darkest part of the alleyways were the unsavory sort of people frequently gathered. He slowly and cautiously creeped around, recalling what his father had told him about the alleyways. He always said that bad people lived in them, that they would hurt him if they could, and to always stay away from them.

As soon as he had lost all hope of seeing his parents again, he collapsed in the alleyway. He hugged his knees and forced back tears as he shuddered with fear.

Then, he looked up and saw a cluster of five lights floating slowly through the sky. They stood out from the other lights of the city, which were cold and intense. These lights however had a warm, loving glow. They were so simple compared to the other lights, yet twice as beautiful as them.

The small child stood up; all previous fear left him, as he followed the strange lights through the alleys. They slowly guided him through the alleyways; like a beacon guiding a ship through a horrible storm. The child though of the angels his mom told him stories about, and how they would help people when they were in trouble. She always told the best stories at bedtime. He would lay in his warm bed, with only a small lamp dimly lighting the room. His mother would lay down next to him, and he would curl up against her as she read him tales of great adventure, journeys to uncharted lands, and knights rescuing fair princesses from evil dragons. But his favorite stories were of the angels. They comforted him, and made him feel safe.

He walked through the alleyways, keeping the lanterns in his sight constantly as they led him through the scary place. Soon he was on a busy sidewalk, surrounded by strange faces, but he still followed the lanterns. They led him through the crowd, towards a small, dirty apartment complex where two figures were hugging each other, talking to a policeman.

One was a woman; she had long blonde hair which fell against her small frame. Her eyes were a deep brown and filled with tears. She was surrounded by a warm and caring aura.

The other was a man; he was a giant compared to the woman and the policeman. His presence was both intimidating and wise. His hair and small moustache were a bright brown, and his eyes were a sharp, steely grey.

The lanterns floated over their heads, and led the small boy right to them. The two people stared at him in shock for a second, then they began hugging and kissing him. They picked him up and held him in between them in a group hug. The child instantly recognized them as his parents, and was comforted by their warm embrace.

The policeman smiled warmly, tipped his hat and drove off as they stood in the doorway of the apartment. The mother asked how he found them.

"The angels helped me." He pointed to the lanterns which were dimming rapidly. When the parents turned around to see, they had completely disappeared into the night sky.