#Chapter78
Book Two
Make Us
PROLOGUE
I woke in that familiar darkness, that I knew, was a part of my dream, yet sometimes, it felt more real than my entire being... This was the only place, I was calm and relaxed, knowing not much can go wrong... and knowing there is only one presence here, other than me...
Better the devil you know, I guess...
/"Chairs? That's new/" Lucifer's voice echoed through the nothingness around us, and I smiled tiredly, yet not very warmly, glancing at the other armchair, that I had created in the middle of this abyss.
/"Aren't you tired of walking in circles?/" I prompted, and he agreed with a quiet /"mmhmm/", before taking his seat across from me.
/"Am I that welcome in your head, by now?/"