@desideriotuum would give up forever
Angels weren’t supposed to feel desire. Yet so many of them did. G-D it seemed took a perverse pleasure in instilling contradictions in his creations, if the Heavenly Father of the Abrahamic Religions could be called perverse. It was gentler than the other words that could apply to such a creator- cruel being one.
When angels did desire they ached like beings weighed down by gravity for the first time. It pulled and begged inside them it until it dragged them down into either madness or until they Fell. Seth was at the tipping place now, inching ever closer to falling because of that internal, wanting gravity that had begun to spin and radiate around Dr. Maggie Rice.
Angels weren’t supposed to feel desire and knowing he felt it made him anxious, paranoid that his heart actually be showing on his sleeves. Which is why he looked so startled by a pair of golden eyes. Samael had told him of those eyes, they belonged to one of the Endless- the one called Desire.
“What are you doing here?”
















