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fallen angel, demon lord, professional shitposter ([personal profile] individualist) wrote in [personal profile] cagedinflesh 2015-04-04 02:59 am (UTC)

[...and she stops.

It's not that her sentence finished; some sound trailed off at the end, so it's almost as if something interrupted her mid-sentence and she got distracted. But that sense of awareness plaguing her now, of all the bizarre things across the drabwurld, the connection that briefly links them all and speaks of conflict, of war between greater powers and the men below them, of ends.

The end is coming. The Shuck...the beast whose attention they sought to escape at Samhain.

And there will be war between us all. The Hart...the reason she'd spent a month as a cat.

But what shocks her senses the most is the fear instilled in her from all of this. Lucifer wasn't designed to feel emotions, and for all the emotion becoming a demon had given her...fear wasn't something she'd experienced before, simply put. It's the first time she's experienced this - the tightening in her throat, the anxiousness, every inch of her body wracked by this sensation...and being in this limited form it's a little overwhelming.

She really, really hates the drabwurld.
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