Chapter 12A Chapter by WitchyWiccan)0(I was kneeling down at the opening to the portal.
I was kneeling down at the opening to the portal. Demons and demonesses walking by peered at me when they thought I wasn’t looking. They also whispered about me, whether they thought I heard or not.
We were all on edge. We could all feel the shift in the atmosphere as reality was being morphed. An angel of light falling through realms and realities, being slowly contorted into a creature of darkness, would do that. It changed everything on a cosmic scale. I was in a weird state of mind. I was seething, but at the same time I was numb. I was depressed. I was anxious. But most of the feelings weren’t really there, they were like echoes, or ghosts of feelings. I mostly just felt numb. It was the sixth day since I’d been waiting here. She felt closer. Immensely closer, as if she were already here, sitting right next to me. I looked up into the portal enclosure just in case. Of course she wasn’t here I chastised myself. There would have been more commotion. The portal was enclosed, and not because of new angels falling through. That hadn’t happened since the beginning of time. No, it was because Lucifer liked to use it as a sort of “time-out corner” when his men acted up. For original demons, it was torture to be so close to heaven, to what used to be, but yet so far away. For some demons, though, it was torture because the fact that they were so close to heaven, which they despise. Some demons miss heaven, some demons despise it. Me? I couldn’t care less. © 2019 WitchyWiccan)0(Author's Note
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StatsAuthorWitchyWiccan)0(Hampton, VAAboutHello, my name is Nyxia Night, I am a Pagan High Priestess of the Lunar Night Coven. I am 18 years old, and live in hampton, VA. I write Short Stories, Novels, and nonfiction about myself and Paganism.. more..Writing
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