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“Where’s Lucifer?” says Raphael. It had been a brutal but satisfying practice, and now he just wanted to hang out, stretch out his wings in the Celestial Wind, and watch a star cycle through death and life. “We were gonna meet up.”
“Um,” said one of the cherubim. Raphael didn’t remember their name, but they were always following Lucifer around. Come think of it, it was weird that they weren’t with him right now.
“Man, did you see that shooting star?” says Raphael. “We even saw the light in the practice hall.”
“About that,” says Uriel.