Seasons- Part IV- WinterCold permeates the air of the cell, frost spidering up the cracks in the mortar, ice slicking the stone. Every breath stings his throat. Every blink makes his eyes water. His hair is frozen in lank strands, like a helm. His eyelashes and eyebrows are gilded with white, and his clothes crackle and sparkle with inset frost.Seasons- Part IV- Winter7 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sam smiles. He knows where the cold comes from.
“I know you’re here.” He calls into the silence, waiting. A man walks to the bars, tall, slender, almost feminine in his beauty and the elegance of his gait. Long dark hair hangs over his left shoulder, brushed aside like some bothersome fly, rippling in soft waves. His eyes are dark green and stunning. Sam tilts his head and gazes at the man.
“You’re not who I want.” He says softly, stares into those bottomless green pools. The man’s lips curve into a smile. He seats himself before Sam’s cell bars, draws his knees up to his chest.
“Nick no longer served my Master,
Seasons- Part III- FallIt’s within his reach, perfect. Sam knows he has only to stretch his hand out and take it. A luscious, crimson-and-gold skinned apple hangs tantalizingly before him, perfuming the air with a sweet scent, adding a sense of surrealism to the situation. He smiles; he can’t help it.Seasons- Part III- Fall7 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
“I thought you’d be a bit more subtle than this.” He admits, disappointed, to no one in particular to be seen. White feathers, stained pale pink with blood and grey with ash, rain down from the boughs of the tree onto Sam’s shoulders. He laughs softly. Musical laughter answers him. The tree withers and dies before him, a wreck, a shade of its former splendour. Sam ignores it; he’s used to these tricks.
“Hello, Sam.” A warm, deep voice greets him, musical in its inflection, a hint of a trill to it, as though the owner were constantly about to burst into song. The voice is followed by a figure Sam knows well- a man in appearance, tall and blonde, with striking
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Lucifer returned to the field where he last was before going to help out with the demon horde, but was surprised to see that Vila was still there staring off in the sunset, he slowly went up behind her and wrapped his arms around her lovingly.
“Vila darling, what are you still doing here” Lucifer asked kissing her neck.
“Waiting for you love, I wanted to make sure you made it back I don’t want to lose you” Vila said as tears threatened to spill from her eyes.
“Why would you think that for, and what makes you think that I would ever leave you” Lucifer asked turning her around to look into her eyes.
“I don’t know, I just hate to have something bad happened to you” Vila said averting her gaze to the ground.
“Well what do we have here, and isn’t it precious Lucifer falling in love, I just had to see for myself” Michael said making Lucifer stiffen, but regained himself wrapping his arms protectively around Vila.