“Once upon a time, there was a place that wasn’t a place. It had many names: Avernus, Gehenna, Tartarus, Hades, Abaddon, Sheol… It was an inferno of pain and flame and ice, where every nightmare had come true long since. It was not considered a pleasant place by the majority of its inhabitants; however being dead, and being there (as they imagined) against their will, their opinions counted for little. And indeed, had Hell been pleasant, they would have felt cheated: they were there for pain, for suffering, for torment. Which they received in abundance. The other inhabitants of this place were not dead; however, neither were they alive, in any biological sense of the word. Humanity called them demons without understanding what it had named. There was little that demonkind had in common with the legions of damned souls with whom they shared the infernal marches. However, they were all agreed on one thing. This was as bad as it got. It couldn’t get any worse.”

Excerpt taken from Neil Gaiman’s, The Sandman #22.


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