He finished his previous assignment some time ago and he was now resting.

“A new trip is coming soon,” he thought. “I am looking forward to it as each trip seems to be nicer than all the previous ones.”

He was one of the angels accompanying the stars during their trips. He was helping them to achieve their target for those trips, learning new things, rising through different levels.

“It is interesting how that is possible. While we are not able to learn new things, the stars are and we are there to help.”

He was an angel and his name was White. He was not really white as angels are not really colored.

But they have names of colors. One is called Orange, another one is Yellow, there is Green, Red, then Blue and finally our angel, White. His last name was Angel, so that is why we call him: White Angel.

The angels have specific tasks and the colors are somehow related to jobs they have to do. They are helping stars get to a certain level.