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Whumpish Ineffa(drab)bles - Part Three: The Great Plague
AD 1348 - London
"Drink always left him declamatory, even when there was nobody to declaim to. Especially then. Especially when the only being in the Universe he could have a proper conversation with was being an idiot.
"This was yours, wasn't it?" Crowley mocked. "Three-hundred years of each others' busywork and you still ... d'you think Pestilence answers to Hell, firstly?"
Aziraphale, not being present, didn't answer.
"Then you disappear! Before I can even tell you off properly, which ... rude, s'what that is."
Another jack of ale appeared and Crowley, already quite drunk, necked it thoughtlessly.
The human sitting beside him was less welcome."
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Whumpish Ineffa(drab)bles - Part Two: The Arrangement
"AD 1020 - Kingdom of Dyfed
Aziraphale paused to adjust his bearings. Rain-prickled wind rolled briskly across the hills, ruddying his face. Setting an ache in the stump of his absent left hand.
The spear responsible for maiming his corporation was most recently inherited by King Rhain, but Aziraphale's inquiry today proved fruitless. Alas, Rhain's poor daughter was taken by a wyrm, three days since, and the spear was lost in its lair. Not wielded by Rhain, strangely, or his men. Stolen by a kitchen boy, intent on rescue.
About daughter and servant, Rhain seemed largely indifferent.
The holy spear he was anxious to have returned."
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Whumpish Ineffa(drab)bles - Part One: Biblical Beginnings
"First-formed was Lucifer, Angel of Jubilation. Gregarious and joyful, they embraced each new member of the Choir. Heaven overflowed with their exuberant song.
Upon God's disappearance, they were sore aggrieved. Lacking measure or moderation, their purpose expanded to Chaos. The messy, unchecked liberty of a cancer.
Last-formed was Metatron, Angel of Obedience. Steadfast and wise, they interpreted God's ineffable Word. Heaven flourished under their faithful administration.
Upon God's disappearance, they were sore afraid. Lacking guidance or support, their purpose contracted to order. The safe, predictable sterility of the Void.
Each had their own unsanctioned plans for the Book of Life."
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