For She Hides in the Light

For She Hides in the Light

The mysterious woman surrounded by white aura did nothing to conceal the strange light emanating from her, and because of this, the denizens of Hell avoided her purity. They would hiss and shout strange curses in their demonic tongue, and some even had the gall to attack her outright with tendrils of dark shadows. Yet, all the demons could do nothing but watch in ambivalence as she simply ignored their assaults and strange insults.

"Through Cerberus Street and wait at Souls Plaza below the lantern tree." The man's voice, so softly spoken and devoid of emotion echoed in her mind. She repeated the simple phrase multiple times in her head, fearful that somehow, the demons of Hell would warp the phrase into something else. 

She wasn't afraid of them, of course. She was a neutral being simply borrowing Angel's Light for the time being. Neutral beings were frowned upon in both Heaven and Hell, since to the Angels and Demons, it was either good or evil.

She discarded her musings as she reached the open plaza cloaked in a heavy green fog, the lantern tree in the middle dimly illuminating the area with eerie orange lights. The buildings seemed suspiciously devoid of life, but as she squinted she could make faint shadows watching her from behind counter tops and demonic shoe stores. Could this really be counted as a plaza though? Instead of normal cobblestone, the entire surface fresh dirt with scattered gravestones.

A man half-naked with scars and something oozing out of his body approached the unnamed woman quietly waiting under the lantern tree, mumbling a continuous phrase of "no place like home, no place like home, no place like home..." he passed her harmlessly, but one of his eyes watched her for a second.

"The creatures of this place...certainly are odd." The woman mused. "He better be here soon..."

She would wait until her damned lover would appear, regardless.