Astra

Astra died over a thousand years ago and was yanked down into the depths of hell.
Since then, she has been the bride of the devil, birthing demons and condemning people to punishment. She spent her afterlife in numbness as she delivered the souls of children to be reborn or to rot in hell.
One day, though, she is given a chance to feel like she is truly helping.
Not only is she given this chance, but she is given the chance to feel... love...
***
"Thank you, Astra," She says to me.
"You're welcome, Anias,"
"Will I ever see you again?" She asked me.
I gave her a tender smile and placed a hand on her sweat-covered chest.
"For you shall call the name Astra when the sun sets in the west, and I will be there. You will call the name Astra when you struggle against man, and I will be there. You will call the name Astra when you are lonely, and I will be there," I said to her before disappearing into the woods.