Faye shrank her feet grudgingly for me to accommodate myself, causing the sweater loose and too big for her size to fold on her lap. Taken by a sudden kindness, she offered me a strawberry jam tart as soon as I leaned down on the fluffy and dark upholstery of the furniture. I accepted the dessert, biting a generous part."It's something almost like that. "She replied, hugging her knees. “I think you've already understood that we all have some of the human needs rooted in our sins, don't you, Arianna?”I sat down slowly."Is there anything I can do to change that?”Faye told me with caution."In addition to everything you already need to do to protect your own life, do you want to find a way to save us from Divine punishment, Arianna?”"Well, now that you said... "I started, feeling my cheeks burn a little with shame, and I finished the pie to have more time. "The idea didn't seem so stupid in my head.”Faye gave a contagious giggle and, leaning a little further forward, rolled a lock
The mattress practically swallowed me when I sat down, and a sneeze crisis distracted me for a long five minutes. I reflected if it wouldn't be better to sleep naked, but considering the place where I was... I ended up accepting that an allergy was nothing close to waking up with an incubus on top of me.After that, I lay down on the dark and soft sheets, letting my eyes relax for a second, and fell asleep the moment the lights went out. I didn't have dreams, but a noise woke me up in what I thought were just seconds of relaxation of the eyelids. The door that led to the room that separated my room from Faye was open, but I remembered having closed it when I passed. And at the foot of my bed, the figure of a woman stood up.I blinked into the shadow, and she moved her head slowly, in a gesture that could be one of contemplation or the prelude to an attack. The lights were off, and despite all the bright and shining life in the world outside the room, the silhouette was too dark to sho
I just wished that Faye had omitted the snow when she told me about her palace. I wish to be received by any friend I ever knew, to receive at least a new sweater and a warm roof. But I was slightly surprised when, as I left the snow forest, I found gates equally covered with snow closed and the fog covering everything behind it, preventing me from seeing what was behind it.However, I knew, deep in the bones, that behind that fog there was a castle identical to mine. With several towers and a walkway that led to him. But instead of the red ruby stone, there was a diamond walkway, with the brilliance and translucency of the rare jewel. That there was a lake of ice melted like lava running many meters deep, and that that lake burned as deep as living flames. I knew that was a castle erected out of envy, a copy of the one that belonged to me.The only sinful detail was the high gates that promised to guard the evil one, whose iron grid remained closed and was certainly not protected by
A cough with intense secretion made me take too long to be able to respond. Hyenna watched every breath, waited until I could get myself together, abusing all that supernatural stillness that left me on my nerves. I couldn't fool her any longer. My body was at its limit."Then send someone to let me know where I am "I said, feeling an absurd weakness in the body. I put my feet on the ground so as not to stagger, but I could do nothing with my vision, which became blurry and more vertiginous than when I was drunk. "I need to return to Pandemonium as soon as possible.”Because I had no idea how it had been teleported there. I didn't know if the creature had taken me to the feet of its princess, or if it served other kingdoms. But something in my blood has been on alert since the second I put my feet in that castle. Warning about envy being a venomous snake always prepared to hit the boat. She, at that moment, limited herself to tilting her head slightly to the side, as she watched me. A
I was still lying on the bed, with a barrier of magic surrounding my body with the same curious and beautiful tone that that silhouette that was chasing me used to materialize, and I realized that I was being observed, many, many light years ago above hell."Let me in," he said, and I stood still, in my mind and body. Miguel said again: "Let me in. I can save you""What world do you live in?" I asked, even though I knew I didn't have much time left. Even though he knew he could lie. I waited for the answer, and it took longer than I could allow me to wait, even so, it arrived."In the first world of the Creator," he replied, and I knew he was referring to God and the heavens. He was an archangel then. The simple frown of eyebrows at the sign of astonishment cost me a lot of effort."Why are you following me? Are you watching me for him?", I asked, aware of each beat one slower than the other on that pointer that marked the end of my life, maybe the beat was my own heart failing to fig
Hyenna's envy was so much to copy Lucifer and his Pandemonium, that it was always the heart of hell, that she tried to cover the traces of the copy by making it all in a parallel version to what would be the fire. But there was no real ice. It wasn't cold. It was heat covered by magic. And my human body, weakened by poisoning, didn't realize that. Absurd and bizarre. My head hurt from thinking about it so much.Vraxlon only spoke to me when we crossed the gates out of the sight of Hyenna's guards, even though she still had eyes and ears on the crows that were flying over our heads and on the creatures that camouflaged in the snow of her forest."How did you get here? "He questioned, finally, reaching the shores of that frozen sea, stopping under the rocky slope that I had seen at the time I got there.I wondered how much time had really passed. From my arrival, to the help of that man from another world. Because of the hunger that was starting to make me miss Faye, I was also missing
Vraxlon was still frowning, but did not retreat as I took two more steps towards him, getting so close that our breasts almost touched each other. And I touched his face, feeling his full and beautiful beard sticking my fingers, concentrating everything that was in me in the touch, on the soft and warm skin melting below my cold palm, and closed my eyes. I didn't listen to anything against that sound preservation shield he produced to prevent Hyenna's creatures from listening to our conversations as we left his territory.I didn't even hear my own breath. Very focused on making it work. Although I don't know how. My soul and my magic took care of the rest, as if I didn't need more than a command and a good willpower for it to happen the way I wanted.My head became nothing, the thoughts hiding like dust under a carpet, and my mind became liquid, malleable, sailing away from me, using my arm and the touch on the face of the prince-warrior before me as a bridge to connect our thoughts.
I screamed against my soul, and against all the curious creatures of Hyenna who were trying to peek over the shield of Vraxlon's sounds, and I screamed against the hatred that rose from my throat, potentiating that infernal magic, like a sound impulse.When I reopened my eyes, Vraxlon had wide eyes and looked pale, and my throat seemed cut from so sore. I thought it would be difficult to have something in the world capable of scaring a demon, but I opened a smile to the shock on his face, and turned to observe the portal created by me.It had edges in that magenta tone that represented my power, blurred as an attempt by time to understand that break in its reality, and right in the center of the portal, was the castle that I imagined belonging to Octavius, immaculate with all the extension of sand that surrounded it.I stretched out a hand to Vraxlon and he offered me yours, I realized how trembling he was."If I didn't know you, prince of lust... "I sang in a hoarse voice, putting on