This is what I wanted.

Like warmth in the soul

The namless' POV

Hundreds of years bound to this beautiful New Orleans soil.Arzael, the ignorant bastard truly blessed me in a way. The true Promise land.I thank my digraced Mother every moment I get that Arzael didn't imprison my other but instead allowed us to stay together in this little haven of ours. I enjoy entertaining the idea that she gave us Princess. My precious Princess.

The company of myself has been rather interesting for all these years. I was blissfully unware that angels could separate you from yourself. I think the human equivalent would be a human being separated from their shadow. Not that I doubted an angel could be capable of such cruelty, I think we all are. However I did underestimate how much I would love myself. It would be understandable for me to fall in love with myself but I unlike a human,never had a shadow.

I was a shadow.Of all that walked the Earth. Oh so free, untameable nor comprehendible. Heaven thought me evil because of she who was untameable, she who would not bend to Adam nor bend for him.She who was digraced from eden and replaced by eve but never forgetten. She who embraced chaos and unmedicated freedom, she who bends the will of every devil on a whim. She who famously spawned me alone, Lilith.

Disgraced mother,crazed mother, proud mother, loving mother is she whom; taught me a delicious reality. I owe....

I'm knocked out of my meditation by my soul and literal other half closing the front door of the house. They walk in with Princess .As they walk in through the threshold, they both release their human forms and morph into the once God and Goddess they were worshipped for being before the spread of that disgraceful heaven ideology. They look absolutely beautiful.Perfect.

My love strikes eye contact with me, alreadying know what I had been thinking about. A small smile threatens to defile my stoic expression but I allow it, reminding myself that I deny myself nothing in this world. Not even the warm glory of love transcended. They lower themselves to whisper something in Princess's ear and I pretend to not know what it is. Instead I so slightly and silently chuckle to myself and the inconvenience my content must be to the angelic forces.

A heartwarming smile paints itself on Princess's delicate face after the instruction has been laid and makes eye contact with me. She glides her was ever so elegantly towards me with the same enthusiasm she had when we took her as our own. "Mistress I missed you" she softly states with her hand on my chest radiating demonic warmth and the contents of the day. The look in her let's me know how meaningful my acceptance of her affection is and after she's done nourishing me with energies of the day and what she's been up to, I gentle kiss her forehead. Giving back some of the filtered energy she gave me, only after I imbue it with the most potent darkness I can muster up.

Only the finest for my Princess.

Jackie's POV

I've already been a lucid sleeper, I don't know how to not be aware that I'm sleeping. I thought everyone did and it was just something everyone did. Social media harshly corrected and it just didn't make an sense to me why you would think that you turning up to school naked is normal. Like how did you get there naked in the first place baby. You just rode the bus and NO ONE said anything?

Like right I know I'm dreaming because someone please tell me why I'm just chilling in the middle of nothingness, just absolute darkness?Did I blink reality away?Man...I can even think anything into the dream right now. It's like I'm being blocked, which has never happened before. Is it because of what happened in the shop? I didn't know that...that ....that what?

What happened in the shop is fading away from, which feels weird because like my freakishly accurate but dependable memory. However it just seems like its getting away from me. i just have to make the conscious effort to remember the word 'shop' , if nothing at least that. The feeling of what feels like my souls being hugged interrupts my thoughts. What is that? Tenderness? Ew....but also keep going. 'Wake!' echoes through the walls of my mind as the loudest whiper I'd ever heard.'Wake!'  There is goes again this time louder.

I hear it for a final time and I find myself blinded by the five o'clock sun, still in the uber. Only to find the driver pulling up to our rounded driveway. I thank the driver, still disoriented and walk myself into the house. I shut the doors, slump my back on the door and sigh. Partially listening for any movement in the house, I find none indicating that I am still home alone. Exhausted from the contents of the day, I don't know how but I take my ass to bed absolutely done with the bullshit.

As I enter my bedroom I see no sign of Honey anywhere. To exhausted to think about her whereabouts I brush my teeth, wash my face and throw myself inside my covers. Despite being utterly alone in the house,I felt rather comforted that night, just the air warmth in my soul.

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