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- The Deal
"What's the catch?" the boy asked, his heart beating just a bit too fast. The demon's grin widened, its eyes glinting with ancient, wicked glee. "Ah, young one," it purred, "the catch is not in the deal itself but in the price of understanding.
JOSE M GARCIA LOTO
- Yearning
You're stumbling through the dark, grasping for something you can't even name. You had it once, didn't you? That fleeting taste of what you crave. And now, you're desperate to reclaim it, like a dog chasing its own tail.
