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    When it comes to falling from grace, Aziraphale would be lying if he said he hadn't expected something… different… than what it was.

    He’d expected it, the Fall, he means, to be immediately and unquestionably painful.

    He’d expected it hurt, to burn, to envelope him in agony as he careened a million light years across the cosmos, downward, towards the nether realms. What was the point of a punishment if you didn’t realize you were being punished in the moment? That was Heaven’s usual approach to that sort of business - or so Aziraphale thought.

    Instead, the Fall itself was quick and painless. So quick he didn’t even have a chance to fully realize it was happening.

    One moment, he was standing in the upper offices in front of the Archangels and the other Principalities, and in the next moment, he was waking up in a daze on the floor of his bookshop.

    He doesn’t know what he expected - but it certainly wasn’t this.

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    24 Oct 2021