My angels stood there, all gathered, watching me and waiting.

It was as though an angel stood at my side.

Angel was standing some thirty feet from the door, sword in hand.

The angel stands at the back of the upright stone.

And while the angel still stood over the city's ruins, the great fish flashed away.

The angel stood nearby, to guard her if the need arose.

Angel stood watching for a moment, filled with a sense of sadness she could not dismiss.

The cross has a plaque that the angel stands next to.

The angel stood on the shore as she clambered out.

The angels of fear, sorrow, and death stood by my side since the day I was born.