Demon

“Who are you?”

“Some would ask what?”

“Fine, what are you?”

“I don’t know?”

“How old are you?”

“I don’t know…I remember a time before this place?”

“My home?”

“This earth. “

“What are you?”

“I knew once… long ago. Some have called me spirit… others demon.”

“Were you alone?”

“I don’t think so. I recall echoes of memories of voices around me. In the dark.”

“How did you come here?”

“I was called…I am here now. I will not leave.”

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