--𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑳𝑼𝑪𝑰𝑭𝑬𝑹-SEQUEL OUT NOW
Aradia Stark is a winged immortal searching for her brother. Her father is none other than the devil himself: Lucifer Morningstar. After she flees hell she looks for the only other family she has...Ton...
I laid the blankets on the path in the rose gardens.
I lit candles all around the place to light it up, Aradia's favourite lantern I placed in the middle of the blanket.
I smiled, happy with my work, the sky was littered with shining stars that stood out amongst the black night sky.
I turned sensing Ara's presence; she stood holding a basket with a handle and a wide smile. A portable speaker I'd borrowed off of Wanda lay on the floor playing an appropriate song.
"Buck, this is amazing!" She exclaimed running towards me with excitement blazing in her green eyes.
I took a hold of her hand and lead her to sit on the blanket, she sat cross legged and stared up at the stars with wonder.
"You know" she began as I poured her a drink.
"when I was little, my siblings and I used to fly to top of hell where you could see nothing but the sky...seeing all the stars stilling shining in the dark made me think that I was like them" she chuckled fondly at the memory.
🎵It's Just another night And I'm staring at the moon I saw a shooting star and thought of you🎵
"Your siblings?" She nodded her head sadly but her smile still ghosted her lips as if she wanted to be happy at the mention of them.
"The Seven fallen angels that fell with my father were only children when they fell. They were like my adoptive brothers and sisters, each having their own abilities...we used to be so close. As we grew older our alliances-differed" she chose the last word carefully.
"Will they come looking for you like Lucifer?" I asked with trepidation.
🎵 I sang a lullaby By the waterside and knew If you were here, I'd sing to you🎵
She kept her gaze on the stars and the corners of her lips upturned in a smile.
I watched her thoughtfully: her skin was pale and smooth in the moonlight, her lips were pink as they jutted out, her eyes sparkled green and I felt a rush of love. Her black curls fell loosely over her shoulders. She was so beautiful.
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"Possibly. Unlike my father, I know that they actually care for me so, I don't know what they'll do if they find me" Ara shrugged simply.
I nodded slowly, I grazed my fingers over her hand and in return she held mine. I smiled at the action which probably seemed small to her but to me-holding her hand was a privilege.
"Steve's like my brother. If I was away from him again, it'd be unimaginably hard. So, I can't imagine what it's like being away from all your siblings" I thought about how close Steve and I were.
"Don't get me wrong, some of them were assholes" she laughed and I joined in, watching her eyes twinkle.
"but we all loved each other. We understood our place in hell but...when I began questioning it-things fell apart" she sighed but her eyes remained fixed on the stars.
