Title: where grows the tree, from hence how far?
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: blasphemy
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 180
Point of view: third
Prompt: Supernatural, Lucifer/any, a thing of beauty
On the eighth day, Lucifer peered up between the worlds into a beautiful garden. He saw there minute lifeforms, nowhere near the grace and power of even the Fallen. These tiny things had Father's love and devotion now.
Lucifer saw beauty in the garden, beauty he had not seen since the Fall. Envious and angry, he planned and plotted, and then he spread his darkened, bloody wings and soared upwards from the Pit.
There was a tree in the garden, a tree of knowledge. There were rules in the garden, and a curious creature of innocence and beauty. Such beauty.
He spoke to the creature, asked her questions. She answered, she considered, and she chose to taste.
Father was furious, of course. But Lucifer knew that Father had known and he was content at Father's pain.
The garden was still beautiful, but now forbidden and Lucifer returned to the Pit.
(Much later, Lucifer gazed upon his vessel in wonder. Sam's soul was much like that first curious creature, and Lucifer would be so delighted to have him taste.)