[Lucifer's very fond of the moon. He remembers its creation with an earnest wonder that he hasn't felt in... well, millenia, of course. He turns back to the creature and continues his soft petting, and wonders if maybe he can bring such creatures back with him. They'd look wonderful, wandering a world littered with human bones.]
Horse-like creatures have always been a favorite. Graceful little things.
[Little things.
To Lucifer, even an elephant is small — in contrast to a grace that is so immense and large, it's difficult to comprehend. And... certainly capable of hurting or blinding the average human being.]
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[Lucifer's very fond of the moon. He remembers its creation with an earnest wonder that he hasn't felt in... well, millenia, of course. He turns back to the creature and continues his soft petting, and wonders if maybe he can bring such creatures back with him. They'd look wonderful, wandering a world littered with human bones.]
Horse-like creatures have always been a favorite. Graceful little things.
[Little things.
To Lucifer, even an elephant is small — in contrast to a grace that is so immense and large, it's difficult to comprehend. And... certainly capable of hurting or blinding the average human being.]
What little have you read about angels, then?
I'm curious if it's accurate.