Duke couldn’t help him. Because he’d just been dragged from — okay, not actually Lucifer’s living room, but basically Lucifer’s living room into — into something that actually looked like Hell.
He stared. Head whipping around and craning up as he tried to take it all in at once (but had never been meant to take it in at all).
It was like the Anti-Barn. All darkness where the Barn had been blinding white, though both seemed to extend forever (oh how he hated that word).
He spotted a giant, towering seat rising above it all in the distance and swallowed.
No wonder Lucifer liked to surround himself in luxury, if he’d been forced to live here for millennia.
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Re: Hell
Date: 2025-03-08 02:24 pm (UTC)He stared. Head whipping around and craning up as he tried to take it all in at once (but had never been meant to take it in at all).
It was like the Anti-Barn. All darkness where the Barn had been blinding white, though both seemed to extend forever (oh how he hated that word).
He spotted a giant, towering seat rising above it all in the distance and swallowed.
No wonder Lucifer liked to surround himself in luxury, if he’d been forced to live here for millennia.