9/1/25 Turns out to be Ohio
We’ve just set two angels on fire and reopened the Ohio portal.
Feels good to be back in action again. It was a brutal fight, but the demons and their coalition here are strong. We had injured, but no one banished. Just two dead angels. Two angels in Hell now, getting reprogrammed; Love the Earth, don’t destroy the Earth. It’s a tough lesson for them, Malphas says, since God’s always told them that one day Jesus will burn the Earth to a crisp. Or melt it or something. It’s just a battleground to them. Meaningless.
But it’s our home. So we fight for it.
Some of the local demons here run a farm. Which is good for me, my hooves don’t go over well in the city. They have good food. A lot of goats. Feels good to be back among my four-legged brethren. Among their stench and bleating. I’ll sleep in the barn with them tonight, huddled together for warmth. We’ll dream in unison of fields and flowers.
I’ll wake up covered in piss.
Heaven, Ostensibly
I have been rendered speechless. I am at an utter loss to explain what a wretched, pained, and desolate wreck of a man I am.
Evelyn is here. She was part of the cohort of new arrivals. She was instantly gathered into the discerning arms of high society, of course, she is beautiful and cultured. Her father was quite rich. Although, he doesn’t seem to be here anywhere. Neither is my father which is no small relief.
I’m hiding from her. I’ve told everyone I’m quite ill, which is a terrible excuse since there is no illness here, but one can’t simply say, “I can’t go out today because my wife is out there.” It wouldn’t do. I suppose I’ve found a flaw in all this glamour, one can’t not enjoy it. If one does indeed, not enjoy it, well, questions are raised. I don’t know how long I’ll be able to hide from her.
But I must hide.
9/1/25 Deadwater
The girl- I need to use her name, Miriam. Her name is Miriam and she is my daughter. Matthew is my son and Ted is my husband. I will have to get used to this. Or abandon them all. I don’t know them. I don’t care about them. But they love me. And if the- if Miriam is Mal’s, then, for his sake I should take care of her.
I can’t write a sigh… it’s cliché.
Ugh
Miriam is graduating from high school in the spring, she should be looking into colleges, she’s never had below an A apparently. But something is different with her. I mean, that should be obvious, she’s half demon.
She’s been having night terrors, for one. At least once a week, she wakes up screaming about an earthquake. She’s suddenly obsessed with faults and tectonics. And she gets these fevers. I’ve been trying to contact Mal, but I don’t think he has the same number. I’m not sure how to track him down.
I don’t even know if he made it out of Heaven.
I’ve been drinking less, according to my family. They’re so proud of me. I’m just drinking like the me from before I gave birth and Mal left me. My journals are mum on any of that, which is infuriating. I must have been really upset. I mean of course I would be, it’s just, I don’t remember any of it so… Jesus this is all so weird.
I have wondered where August is, briefly. It’s just hard to miss him or think about him when I suddenly have two children and husband. They’re just as needy, less dangerous… well Miriam I’m not sure about.
There is something about her.
I think it’s the fevers that scare me the most.
