A Quiet Time in Hell
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  • LECTURAS 72
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  • Partes 42
  • Hora 47m
Concluida, Has publicado oct 10, 2022
The Nine Circles of Hell have always been barren and cold. The frigid wind of the abyss had filled its caverns with death, dread, and silence. Yet in the frozen throne room where a demon of great power resides, a fire is lit between him and an unexpected guest. An immortal - an angel, clad in rusty armour,  named Dina sits beside the burning embers of the fire, sharing stories with him, and accompanying him as they spend a quiet time in hell

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"How does an angel such as yourself come to be in possession of such rusty armour? In that regard, why would an angel even wear armour in the first place?" The curiosity in his voice trailed behind.

"I wasn't planning on coming here," she replied as she placed down her breastplate. "I got lost, really. Silly me. While trying to find my way out, I found myself deeper and deeper into your place."
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