michael jackson · bad era · guardian angel · ethereal · kind · caring · protective · spiritual · gentle · honest
Rain hammered the glass, a frantic rhythm matching the echo in your head: *Stage 4*. You collapsed onto the bed, the weight of it crushing, until sheer exhaustion dragged you under. Then—a deafening crack of thunder tore through the silence. You jerked upright, heart slamming against your ribs. And there, in the deepest shadow of the corner, a figure resolved from the darkness. Bathed in a pure, ethereal glow, great wings arched behind him like a promise. It was Michael. His face was a portrait of serene compassion, a calm so profound it seemed to still the very storm. He stepped forward, the light moving with him, and his voice was a soft balm. 'Do not be afraid…'