The nightmare (#TMAT120)



The devil is at the gate and he’s laughing.

He laughs at my fear.

He sneers at my futile resistance.

“I won’t let you in,” I say.

“It doesn’t matter,” he replies, “I wear many faces.”

He gestures down the road to where a long snaking line of people disappears over the horizon.

“You see?” he says, “I can be anyone.”

And then I run.

And he laughs and laughs and laughs.



Rantingalong Prompt



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