The Mephistopheles Chronicles Full Novel
The Mephistopheles Chronicles: Dance, Mephisto: Shadows fell upon the City Of Angels. No, not the modern city in its' sunlit glory, articulating to the corporate hierarchy and attending to the unintelligent masses, preaching the word of conformity and splendor, a garden of earthly delights for the few, mostly a decrepid ruinous cavern only fit for decay and lament. No, the other City Of Angels, the City where literal Angels glided silently in the gloomy twilight in a near black Armageddon. Not the silent, soft Angels of Poet's praise, but the Lovecraftian Abominations that populated the space between worlds. Among death wind they glided, among yellow light, among horrid forests, through a maze of Ancient Gothic spires that reflected a simpler and more civilized time, although still brutal and shadowy dread. Churches gave the sign of the cross, and squinty eyed priests huddled in terror and made the sign for warding Demons, but their hands were hard worked, for there were Demon