Angels exist as long as they’re needed. When 207 lost touch with her

true self, she became “unreadable”—her number, 207, remained, but her

file was empty. She’s a glitch in the system, a forgotten byte of data.

She became the forgotten angel, and that suits her just fine.

      Her feelings died. Without longing for home, without fear, without anger, she descended 

                  to Earth. Apathy is her comfort now. No desires, no fears, no regrets. She lacks                                  the energy to want change. Feelings are pain and vulnerability.

                                            Emptiness is safe. No desires - no disappointment...   Right ?