I only buy on a Saturday

There was a carved pipe collection, a real rabbit's foot brooch (with a diamond set at the top); a box of christening mugs, masonic memorabilia, exonumia, old maps; vellum books and assorted pairs of roller skates. Amongst this snapshot of history the smell bespoke its age - along with the frankfurter and cigarette aromas that wafted through from the back room - from which a horse race being called through a tin can, could be heard from the vintage radio.

 "I only buy on a Saturday" a voice yelled abruptly, "you'll just have to come back then".

Jobe fingered the gun in his pocket nervously. It felt cold and uncomfortable and the metal made his fingers ache. He was beginning to wonder if he should just turn around and go back out again.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series

Maybe they were Angels of sorts?

Puck shook his head in a disconcerted manner, and then asked, "You mean the Angels?"

"No" said Jobe, "those freaky Apes that have wings and keep guard at the top of the rock" he sighed.

"Yes" replied Puck a little firmly, "they are Angels alright, just making sure that no one gets lost down in the immeasurable void - for nobody really wants to lose their soul that way, now do they?" Jobe had wished he could have leapt down there on more than one occasion, and shuddered as he felt fate brush past him.

The weight of Puck's words hit hard for he actually believed in what he had just said. He remembered back to gargoyles he had seen in lifetimes past - that were fixed outside Church walls and doors with watchful eyes - they had looked pretty similar to the apes he reckoned ... maybe they were Angels of sorts?

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series 

Anyone for a song?

They could do all kinds of things that they once did in the world - eat, drink, smoke etc. - but it wasn't real. The lack of freedom and being stuck with one's own company seemed to be what caused the greatest anguish of all - that, and the absence of beauty.

Not one thought they should be there. They cried injustice, they screamed for vengeance. They cursed their enemies; they bemoaned all their grievances.

This seemed pretty much continual, until one day when a very tall, well clothed, pointy ears fellow appeared and said,

"Anyone for a song?"

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series 

Aani

In Egyptian mythology, Astennu (also spelt Asten, Isten, Astes, and Isdes) refers to a baboon associated with Thoth. It was also stated that Astennu was merely another aspect of Thoth, as the god could take the form of a baboon. He was one of four baboons who stood around the lake of fire at the place of judgement in Duat, and consequently associated with Utennu... Baboon may be an equivalent term for dog-headed ape. 

Among the Egyptians several kinds of apes were regarded as sacred animals, but the most revered of all was that which was the companion of Thoth, and which is commonly known as the Dog-headed Ape. In the Judgment Scene he sits upon the standard of the Great Scales, and his duty was to report to his associate Thoth when the pointer marked the middle of the beam.

In Ancient Egyptian religion, Aani is the dog-headed ape sacred to the Egyptian god Thoth. "One of the Egyptian names of the Cynocephalus Baboon, which was sacred to the god Thoth."
  

An image [above] in the Papyrus of Ani (ca. 1250 BC), a version of the Book of the Dead, has been described as follows:

The scene shows four cynocephalous baboons sitting at the corners of a rectangular pool. On each side of this pool is a flaming brazier. The pool's red colour indicates that it is filled with a fiery liquid, reminding one of the "Lake of Fire" frequently mentioned in the Book of the Dead.


-From Wikipedia 

The Flying Apes

Then, before he had a chance to decide otherwise, he was hurled back at the 'drop' falling face forward into yet another time, and another place, but with pretty much the same story all over again ... now ending up stuck on a stony plateau with a hundred mumbling idiots in a tangle of moaning and whimper.

He really wished their noise would stop, but experience had taught him this would not be any time soon.

The flying Apes kept prodding them all back from the edge. Every now and then, one would just give up and take a leap into the abyss below, but the Ape would follow, scoop them back up and deliver them to the stony ledge they were captured on, shrieking and hollering even louder than before.

It really was depressing.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series

Three Feint Ghostly Moons

Steam was rising from the stone, sweet odours erupted from bright pink cacti; clouds of humming flies brooded, and insects that bore pointed spears, hurled themselves in tyrannical nuisance to anyone who walked that road.

Furthermore, in speaking of walking, one had to be very careful not to slide and slip over - as all of the ground was sodden and slimy, and unfavourable to the feet's footing.

There could be no sun to be seen, yet the sky above was intensely bright and bore three feint ghostly moons suspended in their cloudless space.

- Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell- Azlander series

Guardian at the Gate

It was customary for folk to have to leave their clothes at the gate, however Puck could pass through and back again, without the usual requirements of the earthly detainees.

An Ape sat importantly on a post that controlled the latch - picking at his own filth. This brutish character was an appointed guardian who took his work very seriously.

His name was Yang, and Puck did not warm to him well.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series