The Devil Wore A Brown Suit

ees, beautiful lakes, and amazing shorelines. Topside was a wonderland

s and vegetables. The garden

gates of the garden. It was no longer pro

ted to survive for her children. The garden would provide her sanctuary unti

he garden was formed. She watched as they put each tree in its place. She knew every rock in t

pot She was as bright as the sun and the moon. She illuminated everything

” she cried. Koko

e to get back to the underworl

nus out of the garden, but they trapped her in the

als and realms of topside were all spelled to either keep you in or out. They spell

oko. I cannot lea

hrough the portal and Gabriel was the only

ut. It might take time. I need to return to the children. W

not understand how he would explain this to Lucifer. He knew he would try to go to her. If he tried t

derworld, Lucifer was waiting

with us, Lucifer

underworld believed it. Koko had no choice telli

. They were vibrant children. The unde

de or in the golden city. You were born; you grew just not ancient, you lived, you loved, yo

speak. He was the CEO of the underworld. He handled all the business. He was the judge and the jury

lamed for every wrongdoing on the topside. He was unsure who was causing so much trouble topside b

oul that made sure you paid for all your wrongdoing on the topside. Not

or raped you ended up with him. Bowen had a gift for making you wi

mented at times. He would act out running through other people's tor

0 years old is like being 20. Bowen had tons of patients with Daniel. He called him by his real name o

a jailer and soon moved hi

they have to answer for it. It keeps the balance.” B

n a small locket around his neck. It was a beautiful relic shaped like a raven. The necklace

nderworld and thrived mischievously but he thrived. He worried about his s

was like his father. Bowen loved him. Labith and Bowen

and they stayed w

rned everything she could from people who landed in the underworld from the topside. She

even though they could be granted asylum in the golden city, they choose the voi

tually open up to her. They all did. Her talents were amazing. Izzy

e would often reply. “We are all angels some fallen, som

se souls in the underworld, there were angels. Izzy wa

yone else ever could. Sometimes we punish ourselves right into an eterna

ave enough to leave. Izzy tried so hard with them. It was her mission in life. To he

t was her mother's bracelet. As a child, she would wear it in her hair. As she grew, she fashioned it into a locket. It