Challenge
Something to make the devil smile.
Use this prompt for whatever you can think of. Topic of a story, prose, poem, whatever.
THE APPRENTICE
Shuttered away in muffled corners
Observing in a shroud of her own
Making silent calculations
Whilst grinding her jawbone
Muttering maniacal murmurs
Too hushed to be seen
Planning out her motives
So as not to make a scene
Foreign to hesitation
Distant was her style
She was enough
To make the devil smile
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