The flock will be led by the lion. | with @DIVINECANOVACCI | 10/02/25

The church was quiet, save for the soft crackle of candle flames and the whisper of the wind pressing against the stained-glass windows. Lucifer stepped inside without a sound, his presence slipping into the sacred space like a shadow stretching beneath the light.
At the altar, a man knelt in prayer.

Lucifer recognized the kind—one who did not simply wear the cloth but carried it in his bones, in the weight of his every breath. There was no hesitation in his prayers, no flicker of doubt in his whispered devotion.
Not yet. Lucifer took his time approaching, letting the silence between them settle before he spoke.
"You pray as if He is listening." He gave a small chuckle, remaining his manners a little more dignified.

"I'm a traveller." Lucifer gestured toward the pews. "May I sit?".

Though he did not wait for an answer.


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