The Devil’s Wedding
Burning candles atop the skulls of the damned lit the cavern, while cursed souls sang the wedding lament. The bride walked out of the fires of Hell towards her groom who waited in the darkness to claim her as his own for all eternity. Theirs was a love created in the inferno, timeless and everlasting. Her name was Lilith, the mother of demons. He was known by many names, but his favourite was Lucifer, the bringer of light. He was undoubtedly the light in her life, as she was the beautiful darkness in his.
Her wedding dress had been woven from the souls of those she’d condemned for all time. Their mouths agape with soundless screams formed a subtle pattern in the fabric of the dress. Their painfilled groans echoed through the rustle of the material with every step she
