or succubus or something. "
"Lust is just my hobby. Im simply a demon. "
"Before you fell, were you any special kind of angel? Seraphim, cherubim, throne, archangel?"
Spyder and Ashbliss were stepping over the remains of demons and damned souls as they crossed the carnage-strewn alkali plain. The place stank, a combination of rotting flowers and scorched engine oil. Ashbliss was leading Spyder by the chain wrapped around his neck.
"I was simply an angel," said Ashbliss.
Spyder made a wounded sound. "Wow, thats sort of bottom of the barrel, isnt it? What are there, like nine ranks of angels? And youre all the way down in the basement. Kind of the janitor of the universe. "
"We had to keep watch over the Earth. Thats how I learned what beasts you talking meat really are. "
"Is that how you ended up like this?"
"What do you mean?"
"Your demon form. Looks like you were dragged behind the ugly truck over rocky roads all the way down from Heaven. They wouldnt have pulled that on one of the heavy angel ranks, a seraphim or a throne, would they?"
"I like my form. "
"Course. I mean, youd have to. Not having any choice and all. "
"Hush," said Ashbliss, and yanked the chain hard.
They came to a rough highway that curved gently into the distance toward the city. Along both sides of the road were hundreds of crucifixes, stretching as far as the eye could see in both directions. Men and women, their skins stripped off, were secured to the crosses with nails through their wrists and wire around their chests. Their legs, which were free, high-kicked in unison, like some zombie movie chorus line. As he got
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