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hear-my-circles-sing · 4 months ago

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Lucilith week: Garden (?)

Soooooooo....

After LITERALLY years of not writing fanfiction; I have written fanfaction. So bear with me if I'm a little rusty

Something I want to day first: I was reading up on Lilith and read somthing about her walking to the edge of the world until she reached the seas, and then got given her curse by the angels. And I NEVER see this in any fanart or fanfiction. Graden romance is great enough, but BEACH romance? I thought I'd give it a go. TIA for making it this far.

Lucifer could feel the ground changing beneath his feet. He had become famillier with how the landscape transitioned this far out in Eden, on it's outskirts. The soft green grass wasn't too far behind him but for now he could feel the snaps and rustles of dried up twigs and scattered palm leaves as he persevered forwards. There was sand visible now, and it muffled his steps as he was at last able to hear the waves. He knew he could always just fly straight to the beach, and a teleportation ring would be even quicker, but he learnt pretty quickly that unsettled her.

And there she was, sat on the blanket he had gifted her, with her hair drifting behind her as gentle and soft as the waves she was watching. The sand had taken on a peachy hue in the evening sun and the air was warm and fresh with the scent of flowers and salt. The birds above sung their sweet evensong.

He waited a moment and stepped forward, his toes barely sinking in the sand but it tickled him all the same. He was unsure if she had heard him apporaching. "Uh, hi Lilith. How's it going?"

She didn't turn around, but she let out a deep sigh, visibly relaxing. He hadn't noticed how tense she was previously. "Lucifer."

"I came when I could, the meeting went on longer than I thought it would..." He waited for a response, twiddling the curl on his cheek. "And then, you know, I still had to present my new project proposals. Animals won't make themselves! Well, they will do but they need to be created first. Then they can start repro-"

He cut himself off, biting his tongue in an effort to halt his shy rambles. It was a... tetchy subject.

Lilith didn't seem to respond though, at least not to him. Had he been able to see her face he would have seen her eye twitch. But only breifly. She turned to him at last.

"So. Did they do it?"

Lucifer considered playing dumb but immediately decided against it. She always had a way of getting him to be blunt. No audience here, she'd remind him. Not a soul other than her.

His shoulders drooped, and he looked down in disappointment. "Yeah. They're waking her up tomorrow."

Lilith nodded and looked out to the sea once again. She scooted to the side, presenting him space to sit beside her. He wouldn't have minded the sand since he had his robe to protect him but she still refused any clothing he offered. It was cold here at night. In the depths of the garden she never once worried about getting cold but under the open sky on the fringes of her old home... well, he had to wait until she had fallen asleep shivering before he was able to summon something to cover her. During the day, she'd drape it over some branches to protect her from the blindingly bright sun, another issue she never delt with before. It would wave in the breeze like a white flag, which was appropriate since it was his first peace offering to her. She wasn't a fan of angels right now.

"Does she have a name yet?"

"Oh, we're not really supposed to share it until the announcement tomorrow," he shrugged. "But seeing as that was aimed at the rest of heaven, I don't mind telling you. It's Eve."

"Eve."

"Yeah."

"Adam and Eve." She snorted. "Has a nice ring to it, at least." She shrugged and picked up a coconut from beside her, along with a rock. Bracing the fruit between her feet, she struck it hard with the pointed side. She grunted as she did this again, and again, and again.

Lucifer gently grabbed her wrists, stilling her blows. He leant forward to see her face again, stoic and unreadable.

"It's not too late, Lili-"

She snapped her head up, her eyes pearcing his. "I'm not going back."

"But-!"

She pulled away and gave up with the damned coconut. Standing, she gestured to the wall of trees looming behind them. "As long as he thinks he can talk down to me, like I'm one of those silly animals he names, I'm not going near him. Telling me where to go and what to do. Acting as though he's in charge when we were told explicitly that we were both in charge of paving the way for humanity. Whatever that means," She huffed.

"It means," said Lucifer standing again with his palms open to the sky, "that God has bestowed upon you the honour of sharing his beautiful world with those who follow in your path-"

"Don't, Lucifer. Just don't."

He stopped. Her steely gaze cut right through him and he felt like he was ashamed at the script he had just rattled off.

She finally looked away, handing gripping her arms as though the memories made her chilly. "I've had so many angels preach those sorts of things to me. The rules of the garden, the importance of the male, the duty of the female." She looked up and shook her head in exasperation. "The forbidden fruit, the importance of faith, the tasks for us to prepare for more of us. Everyday since we woke up here, I've had one of you come down and tell us what to do. Even as I walked away, someone was following me, telling me to go back, warning me that the garden would end and I would suffer without it. I knew though, that they didn't care about me. Not really. They were more worried that I was messing up 'His great plan' or something. I was just annoying them because they couldn't herd me like they wanted."

Lucifer frowned. "Come on, don't be like that, Lilith. We do care."

"Oh really?" She said, dropping her voice. "Then tell me why, instead of sorries or promises of compromise, I got cursed instead? I had been walking for days. I was tired and hungry and scared. When I got here-" she paused as she trod backwards to the shoreline. Her eyes softened when the cool foam brushed against her ankles. "When I finally went as far I could possibly go... they berated me. Warned me. Cursed me to live out my days alone. I'll always burn under His sun, and be hungry without His harvest. For any children I may have to be born dead as though that is a kinder fate than to have me love them. So no, Lucifer. They don't care. And I don't care either. So why would I ever want to go back?"

The angel was stunned. He felt as though he had been punched in the gut and his breath stolen from him. Her words cut through him like a holy blade and he hid his wings in shame. For his kind to act so cruelly to her was something he didn't want to believe in. And yet as her contempt radiated from her, so did her loneliness.

And he could relate to that.

For how many eons was he scoffed at by those of his kind? Shifted from one project to another again and again because his ways didn't match their ways. He was the first born and yet he was never granted the title of Elder. He was first to admit they were stuffy, but cruel? Well. Perhaps. And if he hadn't have stuck to his instinct when Lilith was written off as a lost cause, he would have been just as cruel in her eyes. Looking at her now, with her eyes brimming with hot, angry tears, he wouldn't have blamed her. Because as much as he had gained some trust from her, he realised it wasn't enough.

She didn't know that on that day, weeks ago now, that an emergency meeting had been summoned. Even Lucifer, who had been reassigned to animal design because they though it was be simple enough for him, was there. And she was right in that she was just "written off". They spoke at great length how the birth of humanity plan must still go ahead, and that God had spoken already of a new wife. Naturally Lucifer interjected with worry for the female, for without the Garden she could perish from the elements, or starve, or any number of other dangers. "Do not interfere with her path, Morningstar. Stick to Gods plan as she sticks to hers. Do not worry. We carry on as normal with the Eden project," they echoed. And yet, he did worry. He worried enough to pull up a seeing orb to watch her as she struggled with less food, and cold nights. He worried enough to fly down there himself to pull together fruits and bowls of fresh water while she slept, leaving his gift of a blanket draped atop her as she shivered. He did this every night until she called out to him. I know you're there. Who are you? Why are you doing this?

In the weeks since, they slowly became closer but he realised in this moment that she wasn't sure if he saw her as her own person, and not just "the failed wife".

And what he saw before him now was a powerful woman, drenched in the sunset rays and positively glowing with the determination that she will not be tossed aside. She had strength where others saw weakness, and yet she persevered to the point she risked death. Humans are already so much more than we ever anticipated, though Lucifer. And he was proud to be witnessing it.

But that's not what she needed right now, he realised. He knew isolation when he saw it.

Lilith was hurridly wiping away the tears that betrayed her claims of not caring. She wasn't expecting him to understand, which was why it was all the more shocking when he grabbed one of her hands. She hadn't noticed him walk to stand beside her, the hem of his robe turning translucent in the tide. Looking down, she was stunned to see his own golden eyes glistening with tears too, reminding her of sweet, flowing honey.

"I'm sorry, Lilith. I didn't know about that."

"You didn't? Don't you all work together?"

"Well yeah but..." he trailed off. He shugged and mumbled something about not always being on the same page as them. "I'm not even supposed to be here right now."

"Oh?" She was genuinely suprised, but she believed him. As far as she's seen, an angel never told lies. "Then why are you here?"

Lucifer fiddled with his fingers, eyes fixed on his embroidered sleeves to hide his embarrassment. "Well, to see you of course. And make sure you eat today. I can get you any food you like! Unless you want coconuts."

"But why?"

"Uh, cuz there's a load of them here already?"

"No." Lilith shook here head. "I meant why would you risk coming to see me at all?"

Oh, he realised. "Well, I thought you could use... a friend. I mean, even if it's just me dropping by for a bit each day. No one deserves to be alone. And despite what you think that they think about you, I think you're actually really nice."

Lilith took a moment to unravel that last sentance, but at last she got it. She finally smiled. It was like a breath of fresh air. "Thank you. It means alot."

"And what ever you think of angels, well... I've been told I'm a bit different to my brothers."

"I've noticed," she chuckled.

Splashing his feet in relief at her laugh, Lucifer looked back to the treeline. "Sooo, you hungry?"

Lilith looked out to the sunset. The sky was drifting into a brilliant purple that, if she had known of mirrors, would have noticed matched her eyes. There was something about sunsets out here that she loved, now that the trees weren't blocking the horizon. It was somthing she eagerly waited for each day. Much like she waited for the visit from the funny little angel with the yellow cheeks. What did he call it? Friend? Yes, that sounds wonderful. Her friend.

She squeezed his hand in thanks. He was too distracted talking about somthing called pancakes to notice.

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