When he arrived, however, the house he had expected was no longer there. In its place was a city far larger than what he remembered. As he marveled at this, he felt the familiar magic of Azrael behind him. When he turned to look, Azrael shook his head and pointed back to the Heavens. The message was obvious. In an instant, they were both standing outside the door of Azrael’s room.
“She is no longer there, Raziel.” He said, opening the door and walking in. “She has not been for eons.”
What? Raziel followed his brother into the room, to find a large disk in the center, filled to the brim with water which poured from the ceiling, yet none leaked from the sides of the disk. Raziel always felt out of place in this room, especially since Azrael was cold to others unless he wanted something.
