-- I was curious. Curious and I paid the price. I... I entered the forbidden library and stole a book for myself. A banned book, --

-- just to see what was on its pages. I had to know. I /had/ to. That's when the alarm sounded. The Translators came. Mean men, --

-- cruel men, drunk on power they were determined no one else should have. No one else should look upon. They beat me. Punished me --

-- for my insolence with their fists and boots, sending me to burn Below. An angel, turned denizen of Lucifer's all for the want of --

-- knowledge. They called me a sinner. He calls me his Doll. --

-- God's broken toy, tossed away like garbage, bearing the brunt of his bootstraps temper forever. Cracks on a once beautiful face. --

-- Oh yes. I used to be so beautiful. There is a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in... The new ones, the people that --

- attend the Carnival, see me perform, they witness my light and are blinded to the cracks. Will the new ones be the same? A Preacher. -

-- Corrupted by a power he can't control, defended by a lover and a Creature who belongs with /us/... Wrath. A police officer and --

-a belligerent fighter who refuses to beg. Pride. A man who feasts on human flesh, and another on the submission of others. Gluttony.-

-- A man who wishes he could be with his still living wife and a one legged man who longs for his daughters. Envy. The only ones with --

-- any kind of purity are the child and the little sister. I wonder if they like stories. Sit them down and start their time --

-- at the show with those four little words. Once upon a time...} // --

-- 'They'll be with us soon.' {Soft pink lips curving in a simpering smile, she bowed her head in a courtly nod, blonde ringlets --

-- brushing her cheek as she turned her face up to Lucifer, silently awaiting the blessing of the magnificent being 's touch.} --

-- 'You'll win the day for us, won't you? Yes... The preacher won't be able to resist you.' {A mischievous glint in her eyes, she --

-- grinned, brow arching as she puckered up, blowing a playful air kiss.} 'Go get ready. Jesse Custer is in our domain. What's his --

-- will soon be ours.' // Jesse Custer Shane Walsh Merle Dixon @TrueALongTime

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