It is dark.

[malkuthmalakh]

And at the hour when the sun should rise, the moon shines bright in the sky against the nature of things. The air is full of glittering and a strange joy. A curse, but a harmless one, perchance

Comments

[im_hip]

Sounds like you drank too much.

[malkuthmalakh]

I drank nothing, nor does alcohol have such a power over me.

[im_hip]

Then you're dehydrated and delusional.

[malkuthmalakh]

You are a curious mortal.

[im_hip]

Oh, what the fuck are you.

[malkuthmalakh]

I am Uriel, curious mortal. You would call me "angel".

Or perhaps you would not...

[im_hip]

I don't remember introducing myself as "mortal".

[malkuthmalakh]

Thou art confusing.

I will not speak to thee.