In my dream I am a magician. I’m wearing a lot of amulets I’ve imbued with magickal power and spells. I work with helping people with paranormal issues.
I have my unofficial office in a pub called “The Inn Between”, in a booth in a back corner. The pub used to be an inn, but now the upper floors are flats, and I live in one of them. The pub is a nexus of time and space and it’s easy to open portals there. There is a secret back door that leads back into the 19th century. In a store room, there is a door on a frame leaning against a wall. I have imbued this doorway with magick, and I use it to open portals.
One night I open a portal back in time to visit a friend of mine who is a witch. When I open the door, there is a swirl of purple and black colours, which is the portal. I step through, but instead of finding myself outside of my friend’s house, I’m in a large and dimly lit throne room. There is only one other person there, and He is sitting on a gold and red throne on a dais. He has a very powerful presence.
He is dressed in black; loose shirt with open lacing at the throat, tight trousers and knee high boots. He has pale skin, long, blood red hair, and emerald green eyes that seem to glow. His face is perfectly symmetrical, and His body is perfect. He is stunningly beautiful, and I think that He is created by a great artist and not by nature.
“Who are You?” I ask.
He gets up and walks down the steps of the dais. He suddenly manifest huge, black wings, and I just know that this is Lucifer. I am very surprised, because I have never met Him before.
“Why did you hijack the portal?” I ask.
Lucifer disappears His wings. “I want you to invite me to the private party at The Inn Between tomorrow night,” He says. “It’s been a while since I partied on your plane of existence.”
“I can bring a guest, so that is doable,” I say. “What should I introduce you as?”
Lucifer steps closer to me until He’s only a couple of inches away. He’s a head taller than me, and I have to tilt my head back to look Him in the eyes. His emerald eyes are mesmerising. His presence is powerful, sensual and enticing.
“Introduce me as your brother,” He says with a smile.
“What I’m feeling right now is definitely not sisterly!” I exclaim.
Lucifer grins broadly.
The scene shifts.
It’s the night of the party. I go to the back room, cast a spell, and open the portal to Lucifer’s realm. He steps through.
He mingles with the other people with ease and charm.
A 17th century tune begins to play. Lucifer walks towards me and holds up His hand. “May I have this dance?” He asks.
“Yes, you may,” I answer, and put my hand lightly on His. We dance a very formal, courtly dance. Only our hands are touching.
“Is He courting me?” I wonder.
The scene shifts
I step through the portal and once more it’s been hijacked.
I’m in a dimly lit bedroom. In front of me is a large canopy bed in dark wood, with red curtains and black bedsheets. There is a light in the bed from some unidentified source.
Lucifer lays beneath the duvet, on His side, with His head propped up on His hand, and His other hand laying over the duvet. He lifts the duvet up and back, and reveals a woman lying on Her back next to Him. The woman is beautiful, slender, with shoulder length, ginger hair, freckles and green eyes. I know that this is Loki in female form. I also know that They have just had sex.
“Won’t you join Us?” Lucifer asks.
I’m strongly drawn to both of Them, and part of me wants to join Them, but another part of me is hesitant; I am overwhelmed by Their beauty and Their powerful presences, and I’m unsure about what I’d be getting myself into if I were to join Them. I’m also unsure about joining Them, since I’ve sworn to Loki that He will be my only lover, and that I wouldn’t take another lover without His permission. Does Loki being there mean that I have His permission? Or is it another of His tests?
Then I wake up.
Did I hesitate too long? I don’t know.
I wonder if this was a one off meeting, or if I will be visited by Lucifer again.
I wonder how Lucifer appears to others.