Ice began to form across the flask in the old hag’s hand when the demons fled at the sight of Daisy.
The codgeress took advantage of the chill and pulled on the flask while turning her book into William Gibson’s Burning Chrome A collection of cyberpunk short stories.
“You still here, The betrayer has the bullocks after all.” She says as she hands a lit smoke to Judas.
“What’s she gonna do, kill me, and I don’t smoke, those things’ll kill ya.”
Dolly could feel the azure angel eyes of the morning stars on her back. Dolly felt it was almost like she could smell the woman’s beauty saturate her every pour.
Dolly blew a huge puff of smoke, trying to at least corrupt the smell of daisy from her afterlife.
The siren’s voice was like a song that even made Judas warm to her when she said, “Dolly why are you here, you don’t belong among these brigands. You have no reason to fear the judgement.”
The word judgement sent scales up the Disciples back until Dolly replied, “You owe me one more wish, don’t you DAISY”?