"Do you ever actually listen to yourself?" asked Crowley wearily. "All you ever say is can't, don't, won't, and shouldn't. Everything is so simple in your little black and white world."
He turned to face the angel again.
"You really want to know what happened? Fine. I ripped into someone's living flesh and in pain and screaming and blood delivered him from what you seem so determined to claim yourself.
"It's true, Raphael, that Falling will solve all your problems. You won't be able to heal as well as you can now, but then you won't want to anymore either, so that's all right. Pestilence, greed, and corruption will win and I'm sure we'll all be better for it."
Crowley slumped against the footboard wondering why all these things seemed to happen to him.
"Now that you have your precious information, would you bugger off?"
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2006-01-14 06:35 pm (UTC)He turned to face the angel again.
"You really want to know what happened? Fine. I ripped into someone's living flesh and in pain and screaming and blood delivered him from what you seem so determined to claim yourself.
"It's true, Raphael, that Falling will solve all your problems. You won't be able to heal as well as you can now, but then you won't want to anymore either, so that's all right. Pestilence, greed, and corruption will win and I'm sure we'll all be better for it."
Crowley slumped against the footboard wondering why all these things seemed to happen to him.
"Now that you have your precious information, would you bugger off?"