He looks over the paperwork. What the heaven should I do with this one? He thinks as he thumbs through the pages. He is okay with sorting souls, but one would pop up like this every now and again. The file starts… A serial adulterer with three divorces and four marriages. If you don’t succeed…
Good day to you, kind soul! It is I, the Devil! Old Beelzebub. Do not turn away just yet, for I have changed. I have a story to tell. You have been gaslighted for years; I am not what you believe. You have been misled. You have been told over the years that I am evil.…
What goes around comes around. I can feel him. This is not someone walking over my grave; this is someone jumping up and down upon it, taking a piss on it and then bouncing around the edge of the gravestone while mocking my corpse. The hairs on the back of my neck tingle and stand…
Lilith was weak, very weak. The summoning of the trees, her precious trees, had sapped much of her strength. Completely empty? No, but the fuel gauge was hovering around that dastardly ‘E’. What she needed was to feed, to refuel. How long had it been? Decades? Millennia? Of that, she’d no idea. That damned meddling…
He looked into the demon’s eyes. She looked back. He’d been an atheist all his life; from the moment he was aware of religion, his mind had rejected the idea. Sky fairies, gods, angels, demons! Ha, bollocks to all that; he knew better. He realised, as he sat with this demon, that he had been…
Tick Tick. The room is silent, just the ticking of an old clock to keep him company. Can he really hear the clock? Of that, he is not sure it could just be the drugs. Pregabalin, Diazepam, and Sertraline are his company. The drugs help, but the side effects are awful. They do keep him…
“Do you ever get bored with it?” the demon asked as he shovelled the pile of meat into the funnel. The tube that flowed between funnel and mincer was big enough for the chunks of meat to traverse easily. Winding the way along the tunnel as the next was pushed in. The mincer, well, minced…
I am awake. I look into the sky. I can see it watching me. Eyes drooping on stalks, hanging like dandelion seedlings, watching everything but only paying attention to me. Do I deserve this? I do not know. All I know is that it is real. It haunts my dreams, breathes through my nightmares, and…
“I shall be honest with you all,” he lied. We should have known; in truth, we knew. If we are honest, we knew. Sometimes, believing a lie is easier than accepting the reality. Don’t blame me! Blame them over there! Ah, it was not your fault; it was the fault of that one there, you…
I can feel the pain starting in my legs. Feeling returning from a cold nothingness. How did I get here? Where is here? Those thoughts, along with thousands of others, juggle through my mind. A sharp, searing pain shoots up my leg, attacking my brain with an electrical hammer. Hammering the neurons that make me…
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