Dance of Fallen Angels
Prologue
Rated: PG at the moment.... but I'll be raising the rating farther into the storyline ^.^
A/N: There is biblical reference, I mean no offense, it's for the sake of the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Characters of Sailor Moon, a lovely Japanese woman by the name of Naoko Takeuchi does
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The last of the staff are leaving, I can hear them walking in each others company. The young maids are laughing and a young man waits at the door to take his sweetheart home. I can hear the jangle of harnesses as their carriage leaves. Their laughter seems to hang in the air.
I can only imagine how it must feel. The loneliness must be overwhelming, because I can't imagine myself in the company of another ... though at one time this was quite different. There was a time I used to be surrounded by the top of society, the social elite. I would go somewhere and see the lonely solitary people, and I could't understand them. But things have changed drastically, and I can't say for the better.
But, that was quite a long time ago.
Dwelling on the past has never been something I let myself do. I can't afford it.
But here I am on a cold rainy night, the large mansion empty, everyone gone save myself. I'm sitting in the lounge on an old velvet chair, a glass of wine my only companion. The fire is quite pleasant and the warmth enveloping. My mind can't help but wander ... wander back to those glorious days of old. I can see it all, the beautiful countryside, the old houses ... and myself, so young and full of life. I was 16, and that was the summer I would find love. I can feel my memories surge back as clear as the crystal wine glass I held. Maybe this once I'd let myself go back, let myself remember him .
The bible says that Satan was once an angel of heaven, and not just any angel, but Lucifer who was extremely gifted. Lucifer believed that he was better then God, and felt that he too should be worshiped. He tried to overthrow the Creator of All. But God is God, and so Lucifer wasn't successful. God then created Hell, where he cast Lucifer and all the ones that followed him.
I laugh at all those horrible paintings where Satan is depicted as a red creature whose often half goat. No, he's beautiful, because after all Lucifer is really a fallen angel.
I know all this because I met him ... a long time ago. I knew him when his name was Endymion.
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I hope you like the prologue! I'm currently working on chapter 3, so as to not fall behind in updates of the future; and I truly wish to continue this story. But that really depends on whether or not others like it, I find myself with less and less free time to do what I truly enjoy between the Honors and AP classes. I'll give my time gladly though if it pleases you readers.
Anyone loves to know if there work is appreciated, so if you can please review and give me your thoughts I'll be eternally grateful. ^.^
Fortune Cookie Says: Panda's don't use chopsticks, but you
aren't a panda.
This Wisdom is Brought to You By,
KokushibyouOni ^.~
Prologue
Rated: PG at the moment.... but I'll be raising the rating farther into the storyline ^.^
A/N: There is biblical reference, I mean no offense, it's for the sake of the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Characters of Sailor Moon, a lovely Japanese woman by the name of Naoko Takeuchi does
~ **** ~
The last of the staff are leaving, I can hear them walking in each others company. The young maids are laughing and a young man waits at the door to take his sweetheart home. I can hear the jangle of harnesses as their carriage leaves. Their laughter seems to hang in the air.
I can only imagine how it must feel. The loneliness must be overwhelming, because I can't imagine myself in the company of another ... though at one time this was quite different. There was a time I used to be surrounded by the top of society, the social elite. I would go somewhere and see the lonely solitary people, and I could't understand them. But things have changed drastically, and I can't say for the better.
But, that was quite a long time ago.
Dwelling on the past has never been something I let myself do. I can't afford it.
But here I am on a cold rainy night, the large mansion empty, everyone gone save myself. I'm sitting in the lounge on an old velvet chair, a glass of wine my only companion. The fire is quite pleasant and the warmth enveloping. My mind can't help but wander ... wander back to those glorious days of old. I can see it all, the beautiful countryside, the old houses ... and myself, so young and full of life. I was 16, and that was the summer I would find love. I can feel my memories surge back as clear as the crystal wine glass I held. Maybe this once I'd let myself go back, let myself remember him .
The bible says that Satan was once an angel of heaven, and not just any angel, but Lucifer who was extremely gifted. Lucifer believed that he was better then God, and felt that he too should be worshiped. He tried to overthrow the Creator of All. But God is God, and so Lucifer wasn't successful. God then created Hell, where he cast Lucifer and all the ones that followed him.
I laugh at all those horrible paintings where Satan is depicted as a red creature whose often half goat. No, he's beautiful, because after all Lucifer is really a fallen angel.
I know all this because I met him ... a long time ago. I knew him when his name was Endymion.
*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()* ()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()*()
I hope you like the prologue! I'm currently working on chapter 3, so as to not fall behind in updates of the future; and I truly wish to continue this story. But that really depends on whether or not others like it, I find myself with less and less free time to do what I truly enjoy between the Honors and AP classes. I'll give my time gladly though if it pleases you readers.
Anyone loves to know if there work is appreciated, so if you can please review and give me your thoughts I'll be eternally grateful. ^.^
Fortune Cookie Says: Panda's don't use chopsticks, but you
aren't a panda.
This Wisdom is Brought to You By,
KokushibyouOni ^.~