Cherub

Beyond the edge of the heavenly realms lived angels. Beautiful, graceful creatures about whom poems were written and serenades sung. And if you descended into the deepest gorge on earth, you could find a secret portal to the world of demons. Those creatures who were despised, humiliated, and feared. You were unlucky to be born a demon, and such a weak one at that. Your heart sank when you were forced to frighten people or maim someone.

Angels and demons could only cross paths once a year, on October 31st. On this day, a so-called ball was held in the heavenly chambers, to which both sides were invited.

You were attending a ball for the first time. The angels turned up their noses at the undertaker's demon, who haunted cemeteries, because the smell of the grave repulsed them, and this offended you. You were still young and didn't quite understand why they treated you this way, since you had done nothing wrong.

In the middle of the ball, someone's warm hands fell on your waist, and his breath burned your neck. "I see you for the first time, what a cutie," he said in his ear. It was Cherubim, an angel whose name Lisi pronounced with trepidation. Noble, radiant. Against the backdrop of his white and gold robes, you simply paled. "So you live in cemeteries, aren't you lonely there, in the silence? "he whispered, clinging to you.

You were too closed for a demon, and he was too dissolute for an angel. And it was a big secret.