Dydko
Teresa’s focus shifted back to her own reflection to confirm her thoughts, but in the mirror her lips were not smiling. A smirk twisted up the left corner of her mouth and something cold glittered in her eyes. As she looked, that smirk widened, and then distorted into a grotesque grin.
Checkmate
Many of the demons we face aren’t even of our own making. They are generational, handed down to us to battle without ever knowing why they were created in the first place. Every now and then, we are handed the chance to be free of them. Tava has a chance to shake off one of her mother’s making, but one should never think for a second that they are smarter than a devil and fight him alone.
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