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Date: August 17th, night
Setting: Tadfield Manor Infirmary
Status: Private - Aziraphale (complete)
Summary: Aziraphale doesn't understand his dreams

He was not on fire this time. He was shivering, instead, standing naked before the tribunal in Eden.

“Why do you cringe?” a snake hissed at him. Aziraphale trembled like the apple on the stem of the tree near them both.

The snake plucked it off and offered it to him, munching his own. “Eat,” it said, “You’ll be warmer. That’s something.”

Aziraphale’s lips turned blue, and still he shook his head. He was shaking. The ground shook.

The snake morphed into something far more familiar, and Aziraphale breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you, my dear,” he whispered, and then he was watching himself fall in a dead faint against the surprised demon.

He observed them for a bit, and watched as his own body woke up and kissed the shocked demon very deeply. Birds in Eden sang on, oblivious.

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