p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;" align="CENTER"On a cliff-side, Lilith and Satan linger as blood drips between them. Requested by a tumblr anon who asked for "mourn me" from a prompt list i reblogged months ago on tumblr./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"Until Your Next Nightmare/p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Did you think I would live forever?"/p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"The question is rhetorical. It's meant to bite him on the jugular, to wound when least expected./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Even with my vast power, I'm merely a human," Lilith remarks, eyes closed. She draws her fingers along her face and smears blood into her tresses./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Satan hums as the breeze threads through his long, jade hair. It cools the sweat beading on his brow and leaves his face with a faintly sticky feeling. He digs his thumbs into his gloved palms, and he hisses out a sigh that rubs the roof of his mouth the wrong way./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""I'm irritating you," Lilith simply says, her gaze focused elsewhere. She surveys through the jungle below them, the array of emerald-tipped trees going as far as she can see. Sunlight makes the fairy wings glitter like gold as the tiny beings flit from branch to branch seeking shelter. All kinds of beasts rush within the foliage. Nature roars with a fury she has understood for years, mingling with the storm rolling in from the east, and she smells the rain in the wind./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"He rolls his eyes and replies, "It's one of your favorite pastimes. If it isn't rejecting my affections, then it's bothering me with asinine questions."/p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Lilith grins to herself. She keeps her hands on her knees and kicks her legs out from the cliff-side. Rocks graze her bare shins. She rolls her shoulders back, her spine cracking, and she breathes in the cool air twinged with sea salt./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Have you ever been to another world?" she wonders out of the blue./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Satan wills himself to look at her. Blood steadily seeps from her brow and flows down her cheeks. It frames her face perfectly, dotting her jaw like freckles when they fall on to her skirt./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""I haven't. Have you?" Satan closes his eyes and scoffs. "Ah, wait, with your magic, you could go anywhere. You must have, right?"/p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"She shakes her head. "No, no, but I would have liked to explore those possibilities. I've read that there are countless dimensions. Worlds with magic, worlds with harmony, worlds with discord, all kinds of places and creatures living on planets of their own makings." Her expression darkens, brows knitting together, knuckles burning white as she makes a fist. "No cruel God to do away with them when He is displeased."/p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Pain slithers up his spine and pierces his shoulder blades. The scars where his angel wings had been shredded from his flesh throb, but for her, he swallows his discomfort. He twitches his mouth into a smirk, relishing in their mutual disdain for the deity who had abandoned them, who had waged with with His own creations centuries ago./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""You don't know that for certain. Maybe there is a world where a goddess demands weekly sacrifices and kills whoever refuses her whims," Satan suggests, and Lilith hums, her sign of interest softening his smile./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""That's true. I can't be sure, can I?" She trembles and rests her head on his broad shoulder. She sighs as he catches her waist and holds her close, the copper in her hair almost overwhelming her nostrils. She observes how her blood drips down from the tip of her nose and lands on his thick cloak. She presses her thumb into one splotch and leaves behind a fingerprint, but it is quickly covered with another bloody droplet. She hears his heartbeat quicken and chuckles. "After all, I no longer can, but you can. You should move on, Satan. There's still time. There are still countless people out there for you."/p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Satan purses his lips. Words bubble and die in his throat. He has an eternity to tell her all of his secrets and vows, but they remain locked in his chest, the key lost eons ago./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""But there is no one like you," is what is wishes to say, and he never will, never can./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"When he finally looks at her, there is only a corpse slumped in his lap. Lilith is dead, reduced to a bloody doll, just as he remembers./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"And he wakes up in his chambers, torches lit along his bedroom, with tears rolling down his face like the blood which trickled down her strong jaw, Satan savors the lingering scent of her ichor./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"Until Your Next Nightmare/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Did you think I would live forever?"/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"The question is rhetorical. It's meant to bite him on the jugular, to wound when least expected./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Even with my vast power, I'm merely a human," Lilith remarks, eyes closed. She draws her fingers along her face and smears blood into her tresses./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Satan hums as the breeze threads through his long, jade hair. It cools the sweat beading on his brow and leaves his face with a faintly sticky feeling. He digs his thumbs into his gloved palms, and he hisses out a sigh that rubs the roof of his mouth the wrong way./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""I'm irritating you," Lilith simply says, her gaze focused elsewhere. She surveys through the jungle below them, the array of emerald-tipped trees going as far as she can see. Sunlight makes the fairy wings glitter like gold as the tiny beings flit from branch to branch seeking shelter. All kinds of beasts rush within the foliage. Nature roars with a fury she has understood for years, mingling with the storm rolling in from the east, and she smells the rain in the wind./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"He rolls his eyes and replies, "It's one of your favorite pastimes. If it isn't rejecting my affections, then it's bothering me with asinine questions."/p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Lilith grins to herself. She keeps her hands on her knees and kicks her legs out from the cliff-side. Rocks graze her bare shins. She rolls her shoulders back, her spine cracking, and she breathes in the cool air twinged with sea salt./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Have you ever been to another world?" she wonders out of the blue./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Satan wills himself to look at her. Blood steadily seeps from her brow and flows down her cheeks. It frames her face perfectly, dotting her jaw like freckles when they fall on to her skirt./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""I haven't. Have you?" Satan closes his eyes and scoffs. "Ah, wait, with your magic, you could go anywhere. You must have, right?"/p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"She shakes her head. "No, no, but I would have liked to explore those possibilities. I've read that there are countless dimensions. Worlds with magic, worlds with harmony, worlds with discord, all kinds of places and creatures living on planets of their own makings." Her expression darkens, brows knitting together, knuckles burning white as she makes a fist. "No cruel God to do away with them when He is displeased."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Pain slithers up his spine and pierces his shoulder blades. The scars where his angel wings had been shredded from his flesh throb, but for her, he swallows his discomfort. He twitches his mouth into a smirk, relishing in their mutual disdain for the deity who had abandoned them, who had waged with with His own creations centuries ago./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""You don't know that for certain. Maybe there is a world where a goddess demands weekly sacrifices and kills whoever refuses her whims," Satan suggests, and Lilith hums, her sign of interest softening his smile./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""That's true. I can't be sure, can I?" She trembles and rests her head on his broad shoulder. She sighs as he catches her waist and holds her close, the copper in her hair almost overwhelming her nostrils. She observes how her blood drips down from the tip of her nose and lands on his thick cloak. She presses her thumb into one splotch and leaves behind a fingerprint, but it is quickly covered with another bloody droplet. She hears his heartbeat quicken and chuckles. "After all, I no longer can, but you can. You should move on, Satan. There's still time. There are still countless people out there for you."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Satan purses his lips. Words bubble and die in his throat. He has an eternity to tell her all of his secrets and vows, but they remain locked in his chest, the key lost eons ago./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""But there is no one like you," is what is wishes to say, and he never will, never can./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" /p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"When he finally looks at her, there is only a corpse slumped in his lap. Lilith is dead, reduced to a bloody doll, just as he remembers./p
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p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"And he wakes up in his chambers, torches lit along his bedroom, with tears rolling down his face like the blood which trickled down her strong jaw, Satan savors the lingering scent of her ichor./p