Her body trembled slightly in his embrace when she remembered her uncanny encounter with the devil for the second time.
"He was here. Lucifer." She whispered. Everytime she encountered him, it felt as if a tiny fragment of her soul had been sucked out of her body whenever she stared into those bottomless golden orbs of empty abyss.
She wondered how someone could be so empty yet full of darkness. He was a lost cause to the darkness, there was no redemption for him, hope had long given up on him alongside his life as an angel.
He was never going to see the light, for he would forever walk down the path of endless abyss, snuffing out every flicker of light he came across, his presence birthed from darkness itself and his existence, a balance between good and evil.
"It won't happen again." He promised as he took both hands of hers in his big ones, caressing it gently.