Samael Jensen
Dark like nights, deep just like the sea, and mysterious like Tana French’s novel, he qualified all these effortlessly. Or would it be more appropriate to say that he was that one long-lost spirit whose soul has been sold to Satan so many times that he turned out to be Satan himself?
Life was never a part of him, what it was even supposed to bring out to him? Nothing but ashes.
He did not deserve to be happy, no point when you are sitting at the peak of death.
Then what was his point of being alive?
Will there be another soul that could guide him through this cage of tall, black trees? A bright yet deep light that would draw him close to the meaning of life?
A mate? Oh, who am I kidding?
This is Samael Jensen we are talking about............
or was I kidding?
Hop in and let’s go!!!!!!!!
AUTHOR’S NOTE
Keeping all my stories aside, my heart keeps coming to this one, and I don’t care anymore.....
HERE IS YOUR SAMAEL, BITCHES!!!!!!!
The updates will start soon.......
See ya!!!!!!!!!
-Keeshwar
(17.07.2022)
