IN THE LAND OF GODS AND MONSTERS - - P, Pinch

[Luciferr]

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You will always be a monster, there is no turning back from it.
But what type of monster you become is entirely up to you -

The witching hour, midnight.

a curious expression really, with many a tale to go along with the auspicious time.

not that it mattered much to Lucifer, he never did sleep much - if at all - anyway,

there were - too many memories,

and he did not feel safe enough to fall asleep here - not for his sake but for theirs, he did not wish to chance anything on those few he considered precious and the whole he considered home.

the dark god sighed, a whistle of breath between maws of knives as his two fold wings beat overhead and slowly brought him in to land softly on midnight-tinged beaches,

maybe it was his being talking or maybe not, but Lucifer had always loved the night - the soft moonglow against the land casting everything into hushed tones and the expanse of twinkling stars above,

a light for every soul - mirrored in his wings.

it made him think of home, of family and of his people,

in this soft glow - it almost reminded him of his city, bathed in the light of a white dwarf.

he sighed shaking away the weight of millennia and choosing to stroll along the beach in the hushed quiet while presumably everyone else was asleep - noise caught his attention ahead however and he moved closer.

/hhhhhh this probably sucks ;-; [member=66]PINCHER[/member]

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