sancta-silje: [ W O R M W O O D ’ S   F A L L ]  x  penguin classics“I

sancta-silje: [ W O R M W O O D ’ S   F A L L ]  x  penguin classics “I am offering you the chance to redeem yourself as my scribe. The same position you promised you would fulfill in Heaven, and a position I would have kept you in had you chosen to fall with us all those long years ago.” It seemed to Abdiel as though his breath froze, and he became aware of the hundreds of eyes upon him. The countless eyes of fallen Ophanim and Erelim, his fellow Cherubim, and the ethereal Eshim. So astounding that there were only twenty-three angels present at the table yet the stress of hundreds of eyes still left their impressions. Even the eyes of his brother made his skin itch. He bit his lower lip like it would somehow stop the tense atmosphere from shattering and took the quill Lucifer was still offering to him. It felt like glass in his hand and as light as if it might fly away of its own accord in an attempt to flee the room. Abdiel wished he could do the same. [patreon] [official blog] [wattpad] special thanks & tag list— Keep reading -- source link

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