Somewhere, Somewhen

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The days blended together, as they always did. Hell had no sense of keeping time, beyond the coming and going of demons. In this little isolated corner of it, there was even less to go by. The jailer demon was there, and not-there, sometimes terrorizing her, sometimes content to leave her to stew in the sheer emptiness and despair of this place

Comments

[soniaroadsqueen]

Do not go to hell, Kathy! It is a bad place!

No matter how bored you may be.