𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘, dean winchester

[ CHAPTER EIGHT ]

[ CHAPTER EIGHT]

PINKY SWEARS

           

AS A CHILD, LUX'S MOTHER- like most mothers, would lull her daughter to sleep with fictional stories.

Ranging from golden haired princesses to futuristic space astronauts; the tales were always exciting and permanently concluded with the illusion of a 'happily ever after'.

As Lux blossomed into a bubbly, charismatic child, the stories had begun to change. At the time, Lux hadn't realized this was due to her mother's new found faith.

From seven-years-old onwards, many of Lux's Sundays were spent singing hymns, listening to the town preacher; a rather boring and tedious man and murmuring along to prayers.

The stories that had once consisted of beautiful princes' and galactic yet friendly aliens soon shaped into tales of God and his children.

Her mother would speak of God's eldest sons; the archangels, Michael the strong, Gabriel the messenger, Raphael the healer and Lucifer the traitor.

Lux could even vividly recall her mother telling her about the Virgin Mary; the young prestige woman who birthed Jesus Christ.

Even at the age of twenty-one, Lux could strangely remember the conversation.