Sofia stood at the top of the hill surveying the vista. Her heart missed a beat. It had been millennia since she had been able to see such beauty, unspoiled unsullied. No rubbish, no noise, no trace of the parasites.
Casting her eyes around she felt the warmth of the sun on her back. This is good she thought. Out of bad there often comes good. Over the centuries since she had fallen from heaven she had seen so much. Good, bad and darn right evil and all wrought by human hands.
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