https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6c/89/c0/6c89c065d756793f2746317f8d37282d.jpg<br/><br/>Lucifer awoke in her bed, clad in a nightgown made of the finest silk. She could sense something. Her spirit reached out and tried to touch whatever it was.<em>An angel hunter in distress? How marvelous!</em>She slipped out of the nightgown and into her favorite dress, which was made from the feathers of countless angels she'd slain in the days long ago, when she was queen of all humanity. Next, she slipped golden rings onto her fingers, each one with various symbols upon them. Runes which allowed her to manipulate the ether and command spiritual beings to follow her will. In the days long past, she had a seemingly infinite army of demons and angels under her control. Now, as she peered back at the crystal ball on her nightstand, containing her army as it existed at this time. A few hundred demons and a few dozen angels at most. Nowhere near her former glory. But if she paid attention to opportunities like this and grasped them as they came, surely she would be the great, world-ruling sorceress she once was.<br/><br/>https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b5/5f/2a/b55f2a4e767de6d0ca3722060a5541fb.jpg<br/>Mihr heard the sounds of a distressed soul nearby. Someone in need of a haven. The cabin Mihr had established was one which was well-hidden, but it was God's mandate that Mihr open her doors to any soul in desperate need of haven. Knowing this, she rose from her spot on the couch, set down her book, and produced a golden key from her pocket. She drew near the front door of her cabin, slipped the key in the hole, and gave it a turn.<br/><br/>Before Quihen's eyes, there stood an archway with a white, picket gate swung open. On the top and walls of the archway grew flowers of every color and variety, and beyond the archway lay a garden on either side of a stone pathway, leading to a log cabin. The wind picked up, gently pulling Quihen toward the open archway. https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ce/82/94/ce8294b9b13f2c5276aa8346792649b4.jpg