Feb 2, 2024
Please put some words into MNSD for WIP Wednesday.
Jason reached out and placed his hand over the demon’s chest, where there was a rotten cavity. “Did you have a heart here?” he asked quietly. When the demon spoke, its voice echoed inside Jason’s mind, as if it was speaking directly into his ear. “A soul.” “What happened to it?” Jason asked. “We sold them,” the demon replied. “We had to sell them to get home this time.” Jason thought of the way the creatures had glowed during the end of the dream. How they had howled in pain. How everything had dissolved into green smoke. “Thank you,” he whispered, and the demon closed its eyes. It made a whining sound, and Jason moved his other palm up to touch its jaw.
Thank you!
