I am inside Mulciber’s maze, a simulacrum of mechanical starlight, winding stairs and turrets and buttresses woven together by Lucifer’s unholy sword and Beelzebub’s cicada songs. Cogs turn, churning ores, and mills grind down bones as wan fake sun peters in through the slit windows. I race up the stairs to follow the infernal husbandsContinue reading “Mundus Imaginalis”
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Lords of Creeping Things
Lucifer and Beelzebub sit in the shade of an apple tree in Hell, holding court over the creeping things. Their muted wings fan out, blemished from the fall with dark spots like a sooty owl, yet no the less imposing and majestic. Their thrones are curling wood and deer bone, and they are dressed inContinue reading “Lords of Creeping Things”
Genesis
Lucifer made a pact with Baal Zeboul long ago, before comets thought of falling, and no star had given in to the darkness of their black hole almas, bread of dead never dreamed of, nothing had yielded dust, and humanity was but a pink thing, suckling at the Mother’s teat. “Whatsoever happens to humanity, weContinue reading “Genesis”
When it Rains in Hell
In Hell, in the beginning, there was darkness, like God put out the moon with his thumb. Satan fell, and his tears froze the lowest circle. Satan’s love is a burning thing, but his agony is absolute cold. Beelzebub was the first to fall. The first to carry the banner and sound the horn forContinue reading “When it Rains in Hell”
Dances with Tricksters 