Thoracic Animus (21)

   
   "Thoracic Animus (21)"
   
   Miramaxus was a tall blonde from another world--not of this world, fighting with the Confederate Nordics in Antarctica against the leprous lizards.  Anyway, she was an angel, but had a guilt complex, for angels are fallible.  She attempted to arouse a married essence, due to the horrors of hostile war wearing down her loneliness, making her yearn for, or in the least, have communication with another soul of the opposite gender--in galactic terms.
   As a result, knowing many divine humans practiced mortification of the senses, she wanted to punish herself, for her sin, maybe scald her face, to stay inviolate and pure.  But as she attempted to burn herself with a flaming torch, the Great Nazarene super-positioned Himself in her direction, saying:  "Peace be with you.  As this is not your world--neither was it Mine, as you know, but you are rolling out the red carpet for My return; thus, fear not and look upon My cross, even as I willed Myself to die; next, willed myself to live again, in a transfigured state."
   Miramaxus didn't attempt to argue, but mourned the history of Calvary, yet accepted the Nazarene's obedience unto death, though cheating its sting, knowing He was the LIGHT, and will share it with the chosen.
  Therefor, Miramaxus got her laser rifle, and soldiered back up, into the macabre horrors of the angelic wars.