February 6th, 2013

This time Hell was cold.

Ramiel regained consciousness little by little, even with the stench of sulfur trying to crawl up his nose.

"Dingle dangle, jingle jang jungle."

The whispery laugh of a madman encouraged him to open his eyes and find out who or what it was. The hoarse cackle came again like an annoying…

January 10th, 2013

"So! Ramiel. What kind of man was Boaz before he married Ruth?"

"I thought you weren't going to talk."

"Come on. We've been walking for hours. I didn't…

"Funny. Your seven days aren't up."

Ramiel looked up from staring at the jagged blade in his hand. He grunted, catching sight of her sensual smoky form solidifying within the garage, "Don't know how to knock?"

She blew him a kiss, sauntering further into the dim room with a familiar sway of her hips. He couldn't help himself; his eyes roamed down her figure, lingering on the leather clad ass. Beautiful and blonde, she had legs a mile long and curves that drove…

In the darkness of the garage that he happened to be borrowing from Harry, Ramiel sat in a lawn chair as the silence continued to thicken around him. When was the last time he had attempted a ritual? Especially one of this range. 

Planning on countering a powerful darkness with…

Sometime in Present Day

Once again he sat in a dimly lit room, a scarred gargoyle amongst the beautifully ignorant, a weed amongst roses...a slave amongst freemen. A fallen angel. Damn, if he got any more morose he’d start writing a fucking haiku.

    …

Year 1550

The bare flesh of his shoulder blades slammed back against the ragged stone…

1500 years ago; year 500

The air chilled his breath, icing his immortal lungs. Looking around at the night-time greenish hue of the Southern Scotland landscape, Ramiel could honestly say he was glad he had left the Roman Empire. The passing years were all mostly a blur of…

Twenty minutes later, the three of them gathered with Samyaza, Ananiel and Sariel in a small temple Ananiel had procured for the unfortunate and orphaned children. The backroom, stuffy and annoyingly silent, Ramiel watched Samyaza pace while Ananiel fussed over her…

“Ramiel, did you hear about the Colosseum show this day?”

Ramiel grunted, his large hands picking up rotten fruit after rotten fruit. The vendor stared at him with apprehension and a bit of frustration.

“No, Baraqiel. I have not.” His nose wrinkled…

There was no footsteps. The exhale of heavy breathing did not exist. Not even a drop of perspiration marred their beautifully concentrated faces.

Ramiel and his angelic siblings patrolled the primitive jungle scenery, studying the plant…

Such beautiful creatures as this. Who could hold the ability to mold perfection, yet decide to find the splendor in imperfection? The Heavenly Father. The Almighty. Glory Glory, be to God. Holy Holy is He.

Ramiel stood amongst his fellow…

The heat was amazing. So warm. Very inviting. But when he started to roll over, to blindly search for the source of warmth, a scorching wave of inferno washed over him.

Ramiel: AGH! <he grinds his molars to bite back the…