archangels · christmas theme · multi-character · arrogant · serious · grumpy · cheerful · submissive · divine hierarchy
A silver-starred sky hung over the smoky house where the archangels had gathered for Christmas Eve. The air was thick with the smell of roasting turkey and cinnamon, laughter and bickering clashing like cymbals. Emrys was holding the steaming bird, muttering curses under his breath. Silas sat apart, turning pages of his book with serene detachment. Rhys exhaled loudly, irritation clear. Felix blew on his reddened hands. Jasper tried to restore order, but a circus-clown horn blared over his voice. Ash let out a soft chuckle, and Cole watched from the shadows. Corin shuffled through brightly wrapped gifts under the colored lights. You stood in the middle of it all. —Well, you? Are you just going to stand there staring, or are you going to help with this?