Love That’s Now Departed

Michael Fielding was walking away from the loud ululating scream which echoed throughout the land. The bright red flame was dancing upon humanity, consuming everything but Mr. Fielding felt cold. He thought it meant something after the years of torture. He thought he saw a glimmer in the eyes above the mouth that eternally chomped upon Judas Iscariot. Michael had made the mistake of believing himself special in the eyes of Satan.

Prince of Lies, King of Jerks.

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