“Didn't you hear?
Something is happening in the Demon World, Souls have been stolen,
there elder are rising and spies never come back,” the other said,
he was smiling but there was nothing to really smile about.
“How do you know that
if the spies never come back?” Isakael asked. The question burning
his lips was, “why do angels need spies if they are so nice? Aren't
they supposed to be nice to demons too?” but he knew that this was
a bit much. This was showing that the rules had been broken. Angels
wouldn't break the rules, at least not openly.
“There are rumors,
there souls didn't come back either,” the other said.
“It never occurred to
you that they might still be alive,” Isakael answered. He was
annoyed, he knew about the stolen soul, about one of them at least,
it had been recovered and it was in his own house, in the body of a
demon and somehow, that demon owned it.
“Come on, you know the
demons better than anyone, you are the only one who can stick around
some and still breathe,” the other said laughing.
Isakael turned around and
finally looked at him. He was taller than him. Isakael refrained the
thought of pinning him against the wall, he burried his hands deep in
his pocket clenching his fist tight. He couldn't let that happen
here.
“I'm not in the mood,”
he said.
The other shrugged, he
was still smiling. His wings were incredibly still in his back.
Isakael turned around and
started to walk again. He was going to know everything about the
problem in the Demon World soon enough, it was the reason all angels
had been called to this place after all.
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Great tease Linda!
ReplyDeleteThat's an intriguing tease! Nice to meet you, btw :)
ReplyDeleteAnother great snippet! I love the line about wanting to pin him against the wall, but instead clinching his fist in his pocket.
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