0003 - a slap in the face

       Samael spoke, his voice throbbing inside me.

Samael spoke and I knew him; "chief of Satans" and "the great prince in heaven" ~ accuser, seducer and destroyer.

“You waste your self.” My heart cramped.

“You don’t deserve to live.” My throat cramped.

“Say your prayers.” My stomach cramped.

Now I lay me down to sleep, I huddle, cower, hide and weep...