Fine

"Does it hurt?""I'm fine.""That’s not what I’m asking. I know you’re "fine"; you’re always fine. I need to know if it hurts.""No.""See? Was that so hard? I swear that yes…

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Veiled Realms

The screams of the damned echo in the distance. In the bed made of bones and human leather, the Devil stretches, working out the kinks in their back. As they…

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