Glassy Skies

Hands down, Samael’s favorite place on the Island was the pier. He went whenever he could go in the evenings to watch the sunset. He used to do it every day, but since he got his job, it wasn’t possible on some days. He settled for twice a week. Oh, how he missed the days where you could just make your own for your family and yourself, no work hours needed. Sadly, those days are gone and probably never coming back. Though he had to admit that the food was definitely much better than back in the day.

He leaned on the cool fence surrounding the viewing area on the pier. Not many people came down to watch the sunset ever since it started snowing. Sam, on the other hand, wasn’t very affected by the snow and thought it added to the whimsical view of the sun setting. He also liked that it was quieter now.

The sun had finally come to touch the horizon. Samael smiled. He was always intrigued by the view and colors. You didn’t see these colors back in Heaven. The sun slowly dipped into the darkness, leaving in its wake purples and blues.

He stood staring at the now viewable stars and breathed in the cool air, feeling glad that he was here.