BOOK OF ENAHEIL

One fateful day , the mighty heavens , serenely silent since the fall of Satan, quaked with a clamor which couldn't be soothed even by Providence. How could it be when the Lord Always-Higher was, for the first time, stricken by an absence incomprehensible even to the highest seraphim?

And when He spoke, for all-knowing He is, it raised far more questions than it quenched.

"Salvation is gone. "

Then Michael, who alone was allowed to lift his gaze, whispered, "You mean...?"
And the Lord answered with but one utterance: "Yes. Retrieve it , whatsoever the cost."

Having given this divine decree, He vanished, but not before betraying a dread , never been before, on His radiant face. The dread as to whether the vessel stripped of heaven's grace , would become unable to bring forth the salvation promised to humankind or, far worse, realize it too soon?

Meanwhile the vessel awakens at the lair of Satan, the last realm any seraph would consider even glancing, let alone tread. What will Satan do once he discovers the worth of this unbidden guest? Will this meeting warp the course destined by heavens? What judgement will this vessel render upon the human world, when far away from Providence's light?

Will this vessel still burn for Divine Will...or rebel like his Firstborn?