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Bloodsmoke206:59 pm
Dusk has come. The time of opportunities. I watch from the shed’s window how the disk of the moon cross fades into the sky, and how the sun sweats out orangey red blood clouds while disappearing under the horizon. Daemon knows she can hide from me during the day, but she’s not safe in the unpredictability of night.
The fallen demon. What a creepy thought. We’ve heard many stories about fallen demons during history: they fell into sin with the women of Earth and were cast from the heavens. Simple as that. However, the chronicles never tell us about the frailty of these beings. It’s because the demons are already fallen ones – well, at least this is what people think. But what do we call those demons who broke the order of the Devil by betraying their beliefs? Redee
