This is a webcomic idea I’ve been tossing around my head the past week or so.
I imagine angels can get really disillusioned about peace and hope because of humans. And sometimes, to quell unrest, they’re sent out on field missions to collect moments of human grace. Of compassion, and love. Maybe they have a grace quota or something. But yeah. It’s a story about finding hope again in really small, ordinary places. About how things and people are not always so easily categorized into good and evil.
Here an angel stumbles across a young bird who got its wing patched up by a local kid who’s well known for being a bit of a bully. Why can’t he be this compassionate all the time? Why is it hard to always want to do the right thing? Is that what makes someone human?