This is barely a fanfic, and I have to warn that I've never really read the Bible (except for a kid's version, which as far as I can remember, didn't tell much about fallen angels). But. I'm kinda'... Well, it doesn't matter! If someone flames me, I want it to be for my fic', not my opinion.
Anyway. The summary is a vague hint at Lucifer/Gabriel, 'cos I support it, but isn't actually a part of the drabble. I might end up making it a Double-Devil-Drabble some day, probably either covering Gabri' or doing like a precursor or something.
I wrote this 'cos my exams started today! So I had to do something! (It was PB, too... Er, that's like RE, BTW.) I don't think I've ever written an exact drabble before!
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Still fiercely proud, he huffed. In his onyx cowskin, his chest was puffed, hands on his hips. A subordinate recoiled slightly at his icily calm glare. He turned angrily, long coat flaring out briefly, and then he stalked off.
Behind his dark smirk, he growled, annoyed, but didn't let on. His new throne, high-backed, intricate, spiked, shimmering like shattered glass, did not comfort him.
The days were longer here. He waited stoically, appearances important, for solitude.
He reached back to run his fingers across his dull, leathery wings; Ran his hand through his short black hair. Finally alone, he wept.
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Oh, by the way, Lucifer is upset 'cos obviously he is guilty of pride (Not a bad thing, IMHO.) and he's lost his pretty wings and golden hair. (The summary was a loose hint at that...)
Review. Flame me. Whatever. (I honestly would appreciate a review, though!)
Eh... I babble too much.
