Problem being that Aziraphale isn't quite sure what sort of miracle would solve this ... well, problem. There are bad things coming down the street, a man running (somehow familiar, but he can't quite place it), and the first thing that comes to mind is light because it's going dark and it shouldn't be going dark.
He snaps his fingers, and the street is lit up by a blinding orb hovering several floors above his head.
Beyond 'help', he doesn't have much of a plan, but he waves the man down anyway. Indoors? Maybe? He thinks he saw a few people rush inside as soon as the street lights started going out. Surely that shouldn't be impossible to achieve, especially not with a miracle or two.
Or, maybe, some ethereal light might just be enough to at least buy them some time. ]
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Problem being that Aziraphale isn't quite sure what sort of miracle would solve this ... well, problem. There are bad things coming down the street, a man running (somehow familiar, but he can't quite place it), and the first thing that comes to mind is light because it's going dark and it shouldn't be going dark.
He snaps his fingers, and the street is lit up by a blinding orb hovering several floors above his head.
Beyond 'help', he doesn't have much of a plan, but he waves the man down anyway. Indoors? Maybe? He thinks he saw a few people rush inside as soon as the street lights started going out. Surely that shouldn't be impossible to achieve, especially not with a miracle or two.
Or, maybe, some ethereal light might just be enough to at least buy them some time. ]