At dusk, at the Tower of London, a white figure sat upon the great clock embedded in the tower. The setting sun shone on her face, dyeing her flowing silver hair orange-red. Beside the clock hands, which had just turned to seven, she softly sang along with the chimes: "Archangel has fallen now... fallen now... fallen now..." Her gaze rested on the street, where the crowd was thinning. Reflected in her crimson eyes was the figure of a gentleman in a tailcoat. Her cherry-red lips moved: "Archangel has fallen now... my dear darling..."
I guess I wrote this because I've wanted to write an angel story for a long time? I also looked up some information and found a demon who seemed a lot like Sebastian, so I thought, maybe Sebastian used to be like this, and before he made a contract with Ciel, he was some demon or other, and then... (I have no idea what you're talking about.)
So I guess I'm making use of the information I found about angels and demons, and trying to fit Sebastian into it... maybe?
Anyway, if you don't mind topics like angels and demons, go ahead and read on!
Hey! As a Christian, it hurts to look at it.
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