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    "Bit strange, the Almighty giving us soulmates, too - us demons, not us-us. Wasn't that the point of the Fall, making 'em miserable down there?" Crawly mused. "Seems counterproductive, assigning perfect lovers."

     

     

    "She'll have Her reasons." Aziraphale muttered, a little curtly, and, there in the rain, wrapped in the Serpent's wing, he ran his fingers over his mark again.

     

    From the very corner of his eye, he saw Crawly doing the same.

     

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    Crowley's soul-name reads "Aziraphale".

    Aziraphale's does NOT read "Crowley".

    This is... suboptimal, to say the least.

    [EDIT: Now with art! (And sequel by Pearl09!)]

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    Crowley, a lone siren, calls a ship to wreck upon his reef, but finds when he meets pirate captain Aziraphale that sirens are not the only ones able to lure another creature to their heart's desire.

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    Aziraphale wonders, why is Crowley no longer changing?

    Crowley isn't sure either.

    But, by the end, they have an answer they both like.

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    13 Sep 2020

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    A Narrative of Certain Events following the Ending of the World (Except Not Quite), as vaguely hinted at in The Slapdash and Not Very Helpful Prophetic Tidbit of Agnes Nutter, Witch (And Matchmaker.)

     

    "Their lives are in horrible, terrible danger that only we can save them from!" Anathema held up the Prophetic Tidbit. "It says so. Right here."
    Madame Tracy peered at the page.
    Raised a meaningful eyebrow.
    "Dearie, as a woman of, well, considerable experience, I really don't think that's what 'the lyttle Deathe' means in this context..."

    "Huh." Anathema squinted. Flipped the page. Read another bit. "....huh."

     

    (Or, alternatively: Eight - give or take - matchmakers trying really, really hard, honest; two clueless ethereal/occult beings mutually pining their endless days away; and one witch, who can't leave well enough alone when it comes to matters of the heart, no matter how many centuries ago she died.)

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