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Simeon stepped into his new room in the home that would keep him for the coming year. The décor was simple, but elegant. He thought it suited his tastes nicely.
There was even a balcony with a sliding glass door and a window that stretched across the entire side of his room. It reminded him of the balcony in his room back in the Celestial Realm. The view however, was very different from the one in his home.
He looked at the Devildom from his window. He could see the city, RAD, the castle, and even the House of Lamentation. The sunless sky left the world dark, yet somehow the beings that passed by or sat at the cafés were all so lively.
Even though it was so different from what he was used to, it was a view he could learn to love.
…
It was a view he would have learned to love a long time ago, had he not stood against his own brothers, many millennia ago.
Though the angle he looked at the Devildom might be different. Simeon looked over to the House of Lamentation and wondered what it would be like to have a room there all this time. To have a lively life walking the Devildom streets and eating at its cafés. He wondered if he made the right choice.
Those thoughts shadowed regret over any hope to enjoy the scene from his balcony again. He took the curtains in his hands and slowly drew them toward the middle, until they were fully shut.
“It’s not like there’s any sun to shine light through them anyway,” that was the excuse he chose to tell himself.
Many days and weeks passed, the curtains remained untouched. Until one day while the angel sat in his chair, absorbed in a book….
Knock knock!
The sudden break in silence made Simeon jump. He stood to go answer his door.
Knock knock!
Wait. That… was not his door…
Simeon turned around and walked back to the other side of his room. Cautiously, he drew back the curtain.
“Tia?!?”
Simeon pulled back the curtain and opened the balcony door.
“What are you- how did you-“
“I climbed,” Tia said, as if it was perfectly normal. “I was going to play a prank on you and make funny faces at you until you noticed me, but your curtains were shut!”
Tia laughed with a smile so bright that you could forget that there was no sun in the Devildom.
“Maybe try the door next time,” the angel laughed with her.
“Didn’t you say something like that when we first met?”
“Hm?”
“Remember when you pulled me in through the window at RAD?” Tia looked a little embarrassed, despite being the one who brought it up.
“That’s right,” he remembered. “I guess good things keep coming through the windows for me.”
He had said it to tease Tia, but his own statement stuck in his mind.
“Come on, I’ll make you some tea.”
Tia followed Simeon to have tea and spend some time with him.
When Tia returned home, Simeon returned to his room. When he stepped in the first thing that caught his eye was the curtain that he had forgotten to close after he had let Tia in. He walked over and pulled the curtain back toward the middle, but before he reached the center, he stopped.
He laughed. He never expected to find someone on his balcony.
And he couldn’t bring himself to close the last bit. He left it just a little bit open. Just enough that, for example, someone might be able to make funny faces through it.
“I guess I was wrong,” the angel smiled. “It might not be the sun’s, but there is a light that might come through and I don’t want to block her out.”