That's it, isn't it... That we matter. More than as a deity or celestial being. More than sex. That they see all those things we try to keep to ourselves and don't care. Or, don't care enough to have it spoil... everything. I've never had that.
It makes me terrified for her. She's an angel in Hell. Not even a real angel. She can be hurt- has been hurt, and at any moment, upstairs could decide to revoke this little visitation and take her back up there.
Then what? Then I'd have to tear the bloody place apart to get her back, I suppose.
[Said almost quietly to himself as he swirled his drink before taking a sip.]
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Date: 2016-11-19 11:14 am (UTC)It makes me terrified for her. She's an angel in Hell. Not even a real angel. She can be hurt- has been hurt, and at any moment, upstairs could decide to revoke this little visitation and take her back up there.
Then what? Then I'd have to tear the bloody place apart to get her back, I suppose.
[Said almost quietly to himself as he swirled his drink before taking a sip.]