Good Omens is not mine, more's the pity. It belongs to Tpratchett and Ngaimen. All hail our favorite duo!

Just a thought of mine – from C's point of view. Might be a bit off-canon, but enjoy!

Ascent of the Serpent

When you wander in the shadows

It is hard to find the Dawn.

For you scorned the hand that fed you

Shrugged your shoulders, sauntered on.

Decked in flowing plumes of ebon 1

Kin to ravens of the night

Wallowing in deadly pleasures

Out of sight and sound of light.

(((((o)))))

Guilty pleasure may sustain you

But it's fickle, quick to fade

And the interest sinks to boredom

So you wander through the shade

Tempting fools who dare to linger

In the grey that is the dusk

Puppeteer with taloned fingers

But you're still an empty husk.

(((((o)))))

You may wrap yourself in evil

Deeper then the deepest sin

Pour all pity to the abyss-

But you're hollow still within.

So you grasp for greater glory

And you swear to conquer All

Deafen them with hiss of serpents

Lure them to another Fall.

(((((o)))))

For the Final Day draws nearer –

And there's many left to win.

Drop them into depthless caverns

Bound by boundless weights of sin.

In the grasp of ancient hubris

Tempt the Lion of the Gate2

Flinch with shock when he absolves you

Of the centuries of hate.

(((((o)))))

Watch him from the burning blackness

Of the shadow of the Tree.

See him trudge through fear and famine

With a soul unweighted, free.

Sidle slowly ever closer

Drawn by radiance without end

Swear that you will claim him someday –

But he calls himself your friend.

(((((o)))))

Bluster, boast, and plot to kill him

He will smile, always there

And you find that you do trust him

As the seasons warp the air.

Feel the gaping hollow narrow

Still the Darkness cloaks your sight.

But the Gold beneath burns brilliant

Fed by taste and touch of Light.

(((((o)))))

When the Final Trumpet beckons

And the Hosts sound the alarm

Much to your ensuring wonder

You will keep the earth from harm.

Though the Powers still outshine you

Though you're just an empty speck

Though they may hold all the aces

You have tampered with the deck.

1 I don't really know – do demons have black wings? It isn't said in the book.

2 I heard once that as C is a serpent, A is a lion.

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