“But do you love me?” asked Mara. “I do not understand the human idea of love,” Samael replied. “I love all of humanity. You are my own. My treasure.” Mara sighed, then smiled. Angels were apparently no better about answering simple questions than human men, but she had definitely never felt more cherished by … Continue reading Samael and the hell hound
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