Moloch grins at the startled reaction, showing the mouth full of stark white, razor sharp teeth. The angel is intimidating but to Cricket not overly dangerous.
"Angels have many forms. We may hide in a guise but the presence is unchanging." Angels made a place feel a certain way when they inhabited it and for each angel that alteration of mood was unique. Moloch's alignment with fear, depression, and the darker elements of the world left a mark no matter the form he took.
His eyes have turned down to the gifts and the carved cow is the first one that he picks up. It's been many centuries since he's been offered the image of a cow as a gift. "The people are depressed?"
Moloch could feel it though he's curious about the human's perceptions. "Then your instincts serve you to call me to this place. I am the angel of despair among the other dark spaces I inhabit."
He's pleased but it doesn't show in his body language which remains sullen and vaguely dangerous. "It was not the Greeks that first worshipped me as the bull. Minoa, Crete, and Canaan were my homes."
This was not normal for the angel to share his history but the feeling of being worshipped, or at the very least presented with offerings, had an effect on the angel whether he wished it to or not. Unlike many of his brethren, Moloch liked to be worshipped.
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Date: 2022-03-07 04:49 am (UTC)"Angels have many forms. We may hide in a guise but the presence is unchanging." Angels made a place feel a certain way when they inhabited it and for each angel that alteration of mood was unique. Moloch's alignment with fear, depression, and the darker elements of the world left a mark no matter the form he took.
His eyes have turned down to the gifts and the carved cow is the first one that he picks up. It's been many centuries since he's been offered the image of a cow as a gift. "The people are depressed?"
Moloch could feel it though he's curious about the human's perceptions. "Then your instincts serve you to call me to this place. I am the angel of despair among the other dark spaces I inhabit."
He's pleased but it doesn't show in his body language which remains sullen and vaguely dangerous. "It was not the Greeks that first worshipped me as the bull. Minoa, Crete, and Canaan were my homes."
This was not normal for the angel to share his history but the feeling of being worshipped, or at the very least presented with offerings, had an effect on the angel whether he wished it to or not. Unlike many of his brethren, Moloch liked to be worshipped.